Abby

The restaurant is closed for the evening, and it’s about time that I gather my team for an impromptu

meeting.

“Listen up, everyone. I know it’s been a long day, but we need to talk about something important.”

My eyes scan over the faces of my staff: Anton, the homeless chef who turns out to be a culinary genius;

Daisy, our beloved waitress who once worked the streets; Ethan, a war veteran with a limp who has

become my trusted restaurant manager; John, a single father with a past alcohol problem; and finally Karl,

my ex-husband turned line cook.

Anton sets down his ladle and wipes his hands on his apron. “Is everything okay, Abby?”

Enter title…

that I’m

need to be

are you saying? We should

we should be cautious,” I say. “I mean, come on, let’s be real: Anton,

you have a past you’re trying to move away from.

scars, and—”

look in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. “Are you

you’re ashamed of us,

bursts out of me, and I feel my face flush.

asked for. But I have to publish an article before the

against the counter, shooting me a sideways look. “What are you suggesting? That we

more ‘normal’, like we’re not a

admit. “Maybe it would be good to be proactive about it,

gonna do? Put out a press release

our staff is just as messed up

it that way,

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