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 article,” I hesitantly begin, fully aware that I’m opening a can of worms. “People

we need to be

“So what are you saying? We should prepare for the

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

a past you’re trying to move away from. Ethan, you’ve

scars, and—”

suddenly cuts me off, a fierce look in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. “Are

ashamed of

out of me, and I feel my face flush. “I’m not ashamed.

asked for. But I have to publish an article before

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

seem more ‘normal’,

“Maybe it would be good to be proactive about it, control the narrative a

do? Put out a press release saying, ‘Hey,

staff is just as messed up

put it that way, it does

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