Pink Sandwich Novels & Stories

She commented noticing all the men scattered around. I nodded, "Yes, they work for my dad." I walked closer to her, extending my hand, i handed her the sandwich, "Here." She looked at it then back at me, "What's this ?" "Peanut butter sandwich." I said. She narrowed her eyes at the sandwich, "Is there jam ? I hate jam." I shook my head with a smile, "No. I hate jam too." She broke into a smile as she took it from me, "Thank you." She said before she dove into it.

They're worried loud, together. Hunters don't do together. Hunters do formation. "Sandwich?" The teenager has abandoned her post to work the crowd with a tray. "There's ham and cheese or there's Petey's, and I'm legally required to warn you about Petey's." "What's in Petey's?" "Nobody knows. Only Petey knows. If you like the roof of your mouth, I’d take ham and cheese." She's already moving on. "He says the mystery is the flavor."

The first two buttons of her blouse were open from its collar, exposing her cleavage. "What's your best seller sandwich here?" He asked. "Chicken fillet sandwich with coleslaw salad in ranch sauce dressing." She answered him with a smile. "Sounds good. Okay, give me one and for my drinks, just orange juice." "Any addition, sir?" "No thanks, thank you." After getting his order, she turned herself back and walked over to the counter. While waiting for the food he ordered, Conrad took his mobile phone out of the pocket of his polo shirt.

We tried on every food stall, played every game, rode every carnival ride, and tried every activity there was to do. The night went by swiftly. Hade and I sat down on one of the park benches as we chewed on our hotdogs. I think I was too excited with my hotdog because I started choking. Hade immediately gave me the drink we bought with the hotdogs and I chugged shamelessly. I heard Hade chuckle and I glared at him. He smiled warmly in return. "I'll get you another drink, hang on," he said as he reached for the empty cup. He planted a quick kiss on my forehead before disappearing into the crowd.

“Sure, sweetie. I’ll go grab that, and you take a look at the menu.” It felt so good to be out and around people again. People whose smiles were genuine. Erica, as her name tag read, set a cup down in front of me a minute later, drawing my attention from the menu. “Ready?” I nodded. “Can I get the buffalo chicken sandwich with blue cheese and extra buffalo sauce, with fries?” “Sure can. Anything else?” I scanned the menu. “Can I also get the steak sandwich, fries as well, please?” “Can do. That it?”

"Done and done." Fifteen minutes later they were hugging at Potter Belly Sandwich Shop near the carved wood sign that read, Good Vibes, Great Sandwiches above a sweet store motto that ended with, We’re not just in your neighbourhood, we’re your neighbourhood sandwich shop. The place was small, and quaint and had some of the best lunch yummies for Joan’s money. The two friends ordered quickly and claimed one of the few tables they had. "You first!" Bonnie said, drinking a strawberry smoothie.

“Dlubiden???” “Flubiden..” “Um sir… do you have a sandwich that rhymes with dlubiden ??” I asked him. He laughed. “Ruben?” “Yes! That’s the one!” I shouted… suddenly remembering. “Chips!!” Jenny yelled from her spot face down on the rug. “Oh and chips. Spicy pickle.. two of those. Oh and can we also get two large diet cokes? And two brownies??” I said into the phone. “And can you make sure they send the pickle spears with the sandwiches please?”

I declared, my pregnant taste buds dictating the oddest of combinations. He slightly shook his head, the corner of his mouth rising. “Alright, let me see what I can do.” A short while later, he returned with a plate, a proud grin on his face. “I present to you the masterpiece: the Peanut Pickle Sandwich Delight.” I burst into laughter at the sight. The sandwich towered with an impressive layer of peanut butter and an array of pickles. It was a work of art, at least to me. “Looks wonderfully made.” I grinned.

I chat with Gaia a little more as we eat our sandwiches. The cheese toasties here at Gail’s are the best—gooey, savory, and packed with flavor. Mine is a delicious mix of cheese, chicken, and kimchi. Gaia's is piled with salted beef, macaroni cheese, and pickles. “That’s not all,” Gaia whispers, focusing on her sandwich as a string of melted cheese hangs down to her plate. “Ansel is going to mark me.”

Berrick looked at Jenna's comical change, hooked his lips in a smile, and gave Carlos a wink. Carlos immediately stepped forward and told Jenna, "Murray's Bagels' Bagels with Various Toppings, Katz's Delicatessen's Pastrami Sandwich, Clinton Street Baking Company's Blueberry Pancakes, Blue Bottle Coffee's Style Iced Coffee, keep it simple today, that's it! " "Uh..." Jenna's eyes widened as she listened. "Thanks a lot!" Berrick gave her a smirking look and turned to leave. Several bodyguards followed close behind.