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…

aware that I’m opening a

need to be prepared

her eyes narrowing. “So what are

we should be cautious,” I say. “I mean, come

move away from. Ethan,

scars, and—”

look in his eyes that I’ve

ashamed

me, and I feel my face flush. “I’m not ashamed. You all are the

to publish

me a sideways look. “What are

the place seem more ‘normal’, like we’re not a bunch of

don’t know,” I admit. “Maybe it would be good to

“What are we gonna do? Put out a press release

our staff is just as messed up as

despite myself. “Well, when you put it that way, it does sound

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