The meeting disperses, and my staff go their separate ways. Karl lingers, shuffling his feet in a way that

makes me think he has something on his mind.

“Abby, do you have a moment?”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“If you’re worried about the article, I can help you find a good journalist. Someone who can capture the

essence of the place, the people,” he says.

I’m touched by his offer. “That’s really kind of you, Karl. Thanks.”

He clears his throat. “I could walk you home. We could talk more about it.”

I hesitate for a moment, considering. Then, I nod. “Alright, let’s walk.”

Enter title…

the restaurant, locking up for the night. The street is mostly quiet, a few cars

buzz of activity from the nearby bars. The air

how the restaurant is doing,” Karl

can’t keep the surprise

off when you entered that cook-off.

to the Alpha party together. But look at you now, making headlines. I’m

ever acted like that. I should have

bit touched by his candidness. “That’s really

of his lips. “Just stating facts. I’m proud of you,

Really, I am.”

me,” I reply. “And I’m glad you came back,

way, I’m also sorry—sorry for storming out

more surprised you let me back,

forgiving me.”

the eye. “Let’s get one thing clear: I

know if I ever will. But I do understand that your

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