Sodapop Curtis Novels & Stories

“You doing OK?” “Yeah. Hi.” “Sleep well?” “Sure.” OK, that was a small lie, but what the hell. Curtis crossed his huge arms. “You want something to eat? Luke knows you’re here, and he’s waiting on your order.” “Really?” “Yeah.” Curtis nodded at the bar. “I made you a coffee when I heard you moving around."

Families would come too to have Papa’s ice-cream milkshakes. “Oh how romantic!” Anna exclaimed. I held her hand and we went inside. “Hey Papa Curt!” “Andrew!” his old voice spoke. “It’s been a while” Papa Curt was an old man in his early sixties. This Shoppe was owned by the Curt’s for generations. After Papa Curt, his grandson, Miles, would take over this Shoppe and eventually get the title Papa Curt. “It has. Could we get a vanilla and a chocolate ice-cream milkshake?” I smiled.

Soon, the waiters began serving dishes and drinks one after another. Calvin got up to pour drinks and serve dishes for them. The two children had endless topics to chat about and got along exceptionally well. The adults didn't disturb them. Margot knew that Curtis couldn't eat much, so she made his dishes lighter. Tommy and Calvin didn't know that Curtis was ill, so they poured him beer. Little did they know that Curtis would reject them. "You two drink. Curtis has quit drinking." Tommy didn't know why this big CEO had to quit drinking. He smiled and said, "Can't you at least drink a small cup for a toast? Just one."

I heard a commotion coming from some of the office girls across the room which broke me out of my mind swirl. “Have you seen Mr. Hottie out there with the super sports car.” One of them gushed. Please don’t let this be Logan. I thought. The girls were all gushing over some guy outside. I looked over one of their shoulders and sighed. “Leah, isn’t that the guy who was at the bar last week?” One of my closest colleagues asked me a little too loudly, to drop me in it. “Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.”

"Hmm..." "Ohh, is it a 'need not to know' thing? It's okay." Kitty quickly added, seeing Erebus's hesitation. "Not like that. I just don't want to worry you too much with no facts confirmed." Erebus sighed slightly with his hand on her head, "Tell me about Curtis?" "Well, he is nice. Good at bartending. Has been to a lot of places obviously. What's up?" Kitty shrugged. "Nothing, just curious." Erebus mimicked her shrugged and Kitty burst into laughter...