Arrival Day: Part 4: "It's a father/daughter thing"

“Another order of Cam’s special fries!” Madison called into the kitchen as she put her order slip onto the counter. “Table 14” Madison had been working at Cam’s burger and play barn since she had entered eight grade. After learning the ultimate Cam burger caused acne she had looked for another job. But getting a promotion to head waiters and a fat raise of two dollars she kept the job. Today was her last shift at Cam’s she was going to camp for the summer then moving to college and moving up in the restaurant business and got a job as a waitress at ’The Flaming Cutting Board’ a very prestiges steak house.
“Well I’m taking off Ben.” Madison said to the overweight cook. “It’s been good working with you.” Ben walked over his eyes whelming up with tears. Wiping his hands on his apron he opened his arms. Madison gave him a hug making sure not to touch the grease on his apron with her Cam’s cowgirl costume. “I’ll miss you guys.” Grabbing her backpack and checking her phone for messages, she walked out of the backdoor. The air was surprisingly cold for June making Madison walk briskly to her car. It wasn’t actually her car, but her dad’s. When she had turned eighteen her dad had given her the keys as long as she does not mention it at camp. Agreeing she took the keys to the Dark Red Audi A4 with no less than a thousand “I promises” and a few ‘I won’t dad“. The drive home was one of the funnest roads in the Abbotsford area, containing mostly country driving with almost forty sweeping turns and straight-aways with only the corn to catch you.
The next morning…
Madison connected her ipod to the stereo in her dad’s Land Rover, he opened the door and sat down. Starting the car he turned to her.
“Got everything?” Her dad asked.
“Yeah unless you’re going to tell me I need to bring the kitchen sink.” Madison said. Laughter filled the car, but only from him; she really didn’t find it funny anymore. She had been hearing the same joke since she had been three, so it had really lost it’s humor. As the buildings of Abbotsford and Chilliwack faded to fields and billboards, Madison set in for the long drive up camp Owtaluk. This was her second summer as staff and fourth summer in general at camp Owtaluk.
Stopping at a gas station Madison got out of the SUV her legs asleep making it hard to walk across the smooth pavement to the Quick-N-Shop mini mart across the parking lot. Reaching the door a man opened it for her. He was tall with a slight tan that came from playing rugby and working as a landscaper. “Thanks.” Madison said rushing through the door.
“Hey no problem.” He said raising his glass bottle of ice tea. Letting the door close behind himself and walked to his little black truck. Going to the cooler Madison grabbed a bottle of orange pop and walked to the front counter.
“Hey I like your shirt.” The lady behind the counter said. “The Robo-friends were always my favorite.”
“This a Transformers shirt actually.” Madison said placing the money on the counter.
To be continued…