WA6-Plot~Adventure?

WA6-Plot~ Adventure

It was a brisk sunny morning when Al Dover woke from the newspaper-padded steps of a New York City skyscraper. His head was against the wall and his legs were facing straight out into the entrance of the building. His nine-year-old Shepard mix- Sandy had her head nestled into the side of his jacket. He stood up and took a large breath and exhaled, sighing “What a beautiful day it is, Sandy”. Al never posted signs reading “Give to the homeless” or along the lines of “ Will work for food”. He thought that it was not fair for others to pay for mistakes he had made in life. Al was only 26 years old, by now. He never was motivated to get a job; he was just that kid-growing up in the shadow of his wealthy parents. His parents lived great lives-parties, expensive booze, shopping at Saks. By the time Al-or Alexander reached 16 and eight months he decided to run away from home.

The very next day Al was crouched on the concrete porch of “J’s Pancake House”. He stretched his arm out and noticed Miss Tiffany Campbell in her light blue skirt and top. She was this sweet thing that worked at this silver spoon diner. She served hot cakes every Saturday morning and saw Al. Right as Al woke up; she was staring straight at him. Her almond shaped brown eyes, with smeared baby blue eyeliner, jet-black clumps for eyelashes, electric pink lips and bleach blonde curly hair. He whispered to her, “ Helllllooo girl, I am assuming Tiffany” due to her pink name tag. She dropped her car keys and yelped “Hi?”. Tiffany asked him to come inside for a hot cup of coffee; he couldn’t resist the offer she made. She seated him on the bar and poured him a hot cup of coffee with cream and sugar. She dumped a pile of pancakes in front of his scruffy face. She said, “ Enjoy.” Al was thinking, why is this girl being so nice to me, have I really done anything to help her day? Or even the thought of marriage crossed his racing mind. She then came back to take his syrup filled plates. Al stayed at the diner all day with Tiffany. The two had the longest conversation from his dog to her hometown of Newark, New Jersey. As the sun began to go down, it was time for Al and Sandy to leave the blue-collar diner. He thanked her for her kindness and she wished him a “goodluck”. But the two knew that they were in love, just by the few hours of meeting each other.

Al felt better than ever, he was going to go find a job. He knew he could, he was the son of the man who invented “Toaster Strudels”. After three months of looking Al Dover found a job at Ace Hardware store in one of the few residential areas of New York City. He was at the top of game- working nine-hour days and doing a few things for the company on the side. The owner- Greg Turner allowed Al to stay in the one bedroom apartment upstairs. It was poorly managed- the apartment consisted of a lamp, a mattress and an end table. It had just enough room for Sandy to have a corner on the side. To Al, it was perfect- this is all he had wanted in life. Enough space to do what he wants. Al asked Greg to go in on a deal with him. The deal was to help out James Woodworth- a famous family in New York City to do work on their turn of the century town house. The two made millions.

As time went by- Al was now 42 years of age. He was relaxing in his new house looking at old photos that he had taken with his disposable camera several years ago. He came across photos of his family, his dog Sandy, and then a fading photo fell out. It was the picture of- Tiffany Campbell. At that instant he grabbed the keys to his Land Rover- and was on his way to “J’s Pancake House”. He hoped out of the car and opened the glass door, “dingdong”. The young teenager asked, “ How many?” He said ”Just one will do”. She popped her gum and said right this way, sir. He looked around the restaurant and said have you happened to see Tiffany, she must be my age now. She popped her gum and said, “yeah, she’s right over there” and she grabbed his torn menu. Al got up from the booth and pretended to bump into her. She got to par- in pardon me and placed her fingers over her mouth. The two instantly fell back in love. After six months of dating, the two got married. He was the syrup to her pancakes and she was the cream to his coffee.