Jemma walked into the old diner and sighed. So many memories. Her grandfather had taught her tic tac toe here, jacks, they’d drawn pictures on a slate chalkboard from his childhood days, they’d shared secret cocoa, the best she’d ever had.
He had such a way about him; friendly, honest, trustworthy, yet candid and sincere and he wouldn’t brook any nonsense. He expected you to tell it like it was, not like some made-up fairy tale. A tear escaped and slid down her cheek, which she absentmindedly brushed away, her thoughts still entwined in the past.
Since her mother and father had passed away when she was a precocious five-year-old, she’d lived with her grandfather. Not once had he ever made her feel as though she were a burden, even though it must have been tough as he got older to keep up with an outgoing vivacious energetic teenager. She’d tried not to tax his patience, but she had on more than one occasion stretched them to the limit. Although he may have been annoyed at the time, he was also forgiving.
Now the old diner was hers if she wanted it. Although it had maintained its character and must of the interior was in good condition, there were bits and pieces that required an overhaul. Wandering around, she took note of the current condition and wondered whether she could turn it into a coffee/internet/book bar and include a light lunch for the busy crowd.
It was a novel idea that had merit since she’d be the only one in their small town of 4000. She wasn’t sure why no one else had come up with the idea of an internet bar but it was a great idea. People could gather and connect. Although some might think it an outdated idea with people spending more time isolated and alone, connecting through their social media, she hoped it might bring people together. It was a thought and she knew her grandfather would agree wholeheartedly with the idea. She’d have to run it by a few locals see if there was enough interest to continue, but all in all, she really wanted to go forward with the idea. It was a way to continue her grandfather’s legacy and a step toward the future. She had enough money squirrelled away and her grandfather, bless his soul had left her a tidy inheritance she hadn’t expected.