The Reunion

Paul Bell

So, what was it that went wrong with us.

I think it was when I found out you slept with my sister.

Oh yeah, and the strange thing was, I hated your sister, she hated me, and I hated being in bed with her, how dumb was that.

Why did you disappear when I dumped you?

Mum threw me out and told me never to come back.

Your mum didn’t mess about, did she.

Actually, she told me to beg you for forgiveness and to marry you, something told me that wasn’t going to happen.

So where did you go.

I took a contract a hundred miles away till the dust settled.

So how did you end up in Spain then.

I came back, but before going home I popped into the bar. Joe told me you had met someone, and you were getting engaged. I just went to the airport and the first flight was going to Barcelona, so I got on it.

You don’t do things by halves, do you.

To tell you the truth, the thought of you marrying someone else did me in.

So you just bought a bar and lived happily ever after, then.

I actually worked in the bar for a year, Carlos the owner was retiring, so the bar was going up for sale, so I bought it.

Do you stay with anyone?

What, do you mean, do I stay with a woman.

Well, you tend to meet women.

I haven’t been in a relationship for 18 months now.

Did another girl break your heart then.

I suppose inadvertently a few girls did.

What do you mean?

I used to pretend they were you, and when that got too painful I just gave up. So I just put all my efforts into the bar and got on with life.

Your mum said you were doing alright, she had even forgiven you, though, that was on the pretext I forgave my sister too.

So how did you and mum get so close then.

Your mum stayed with me when the house was getting redecorated.

I meant to say, it looks fantastic, must have cost a fortune.

It did, but it was worth it. You weren’t the only one to start a new life, you know. I got unengaged and followed my dream of being an interior designer, your mum gave me the money and I repaid her by doing the house.

I better give you the news then.

What news.

Mum left the house to you.

Right, don’t think for a minute I came here to steal what's yours, your mum had another thirty years in her, and I’ve got a house.

I know, but you were here for her, doing what I should have been doing.

I’ll sign the house back over to you, and you can plough it back into your bar. Who’s looking after the bar while you’re here

Gabriel is a part owner now, so I’ve left it in her capable hands,

Is she an ex?

No, she’s worked in the bar on and off over the years, but she’s getting married and needed a permanent job.

How did she become part owner.

It’s really hard to keep staff, so as an incentive I told her if she stayed a year I would give her part of the business. I then decided to set a sort of cooperative up for the other staff. In two months time, Marie will be with me a year, and she’ll join the board, after her, John will come on board. It’s really paid dividends.

So, your roots are firmly in Spain now.

They are, but I’ve got a huge decision coming up, and I’m really not sure what to do about it.

Well, sometimes impartial advice helps, so tell me about it.

I’ve been offered the restaurant next door to the bar, and I can definitely see the potential. Gabriel and Marie think it’s a great opportunity to expand the bar, maybe knock them both into one establishment. I can see how that makes sense, but to tell you the truth, the whole thing is a bit overwhelming.

Well, I’m with Gabriel and Marie. Sometimes the decision is made for you. Granted, they’ll be obstacles, but if you break them down into little decisions, you’ll be okay. Plus, you have Gabriel and Marie and John to help out, so the burden will be shared. If it was me making the decision, I would start with a blank canvas. You know the town, so what sort of restaurant does the town want, how would you make it different from the rest of the eateries. Remember, the decor makes the establishment, so don’t skimp.

Okay then, the contract is yours, when can you start.

You’re serious, aren’t you.

Definitely, a blank canvas, that’s what you said, isn’t it.

If I accept the contract, it’s strictly business, nothing more.

So, are you accepting, then.

Yes, this will broaden my CV, plus, I’ve nothing on at the moment.

Okay, there’s something I need to mention to you then.

You’re not sleeping with my sister again, are you.

No, it’s about the name of the bar, I named it after you, so naturally the girls will be wondering about you.

Aw, that’s nice, I did something similar, I bought a voodoo doll and named it after you. I must admit, though, it's been a while since I’ve stuck a needle in it.

Ouch,

  • Author: Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 5th, 2022 09:41
  • Category: Short story
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Comments2

  • Bella Shepard

    I thought the story line engaging and wonderfully sentimental. As always, I want to know how they ended up, because there's a sequel here. Thank you for such a lovely read!

    • Paul Bell

      Once she gets rid of that doll. lol

    • shaa

      I hope there's a sequel to this, literally scrolled till I couldn't anymore. Also I want that voodoo doll 😅. I enjoyed this, great work

      • Paul Bell

        Got a feeling I'm buying a lot of voodoo dolls to send out.



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