Chapter 0122
“Are you sure?” I ask, stunned. “I wouldn’t want to impose.”

“It’s not an imposition,” the woman assures me. “It’s about time they learn a good lesson. You can’t go

around causing trouble and not expect to deal with the consequences.”

Just then, Karl emerges from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. His eyes meet mine,

questioning. I nod subtly, a smile breaking through my fatigue.

“Karl, these are the parents,” I explain. “They agree with your punishment. Actually, they want to extend

it for an entire week.”

Karl grins, extending a hand to each parent. “I appreciate your understanding. Trust me, there’s a lot to

be learned in a kitchen. I would know.” He glances at me, winking subtly. My face flushes red, and I

avert my gaze to my apron.

“Then it’s settled,” the man says, shaking Karl’s hand firmly.

As the parents walk toward the kitchen, presumably to have a serious chat with their de mented

the bar, suddenly drained but also immeasurably

to me, his shoulder barely touching mine. “Not what you expected,

all,” I say softly, a slight laugh escaping my lips. “But these

chock full of surprises.”

warm and comforting. “Some surprises are good, don’t

in his words. Maybe it’s the parents owning up to

the simple fact that for once, something has gone right amidst all of this

I’m grateful. It could have

the day is a blur. I feel as though I’m on autopilot, mechanically checking off tasks, my

Even when the dinner rush starts and the restaurant fills with the sound of chatter

detached, like I’m

clock nears closing time, and I let out a

over the

behind

Karl at the far end of the restaurant, flipping chairs onto tables, readying the

eyes meet, and he starts walking

he says, as he

that again,” I reply, a

begins, his voice tentative. I know where this

I interrupt, “I can’t go. I need to

hand up. “Just…

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