Chapter 69

“Sounds like a plan!” Nanson exclaimed, “If Ann teaches you her killer cooking skills, we’ll make a killing! Carole, don’t underestimate a diner. It’s way better than any desk job if it hits off.”

“You’re right, Uncle Nanson,” Anthea nodded in agreement, but Carole remained skeptical.

Starting a diner sounded easy, but the reality could be quite challenging.

Running a business wasn’t just about smooth talking.

If things went south, just the rent could be a nightmare to cover.

Carole furrowed her brow. “The rent in a decent spot in our town is sky–high. We’re talking thousands a month…”

“Don’t worry about the money,” Nanson assured her, “I’ve got enough saved up for rent, and once Mrs. Black’s husband is back on his feet, she’s paying me a hefty fee. Besides, we will turn a profit with the business.”

Mentioning Paulina, a worried look crossed Carole’s face, “Ann, are you sure Mr. Black will recover within a month?”

She had accompanied Anthea on a house call to check on Tammie some time ago.

Tammie had seemed at death’s door.

deeply concerned.

as April’s blossoms. “Don’t worry. Mr. Black will

away Carole’s worries about Tammie, but she

the diner

her. “Carole! You got to have

a different

although his business

then,” Carole relented, “I’ll

write down some recipes for you to practice at home, and I’ll start scouting for

good,” Carole

Anthea strolled to the

sheer luck, she stumbled upon a

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at a table, engrossed in playing Solitaire on her phone, oblivious

“Hello there.”

dear,

shook her head slightly. “I noticed your ‘For Lease‘ sign

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