Abby
Sunlight spills through the restaurant windows, casting a warm golden glow over the bar where everyone is leaning. It’s right before opening, and I’ve called everyone: Chloe, Daisy, Ethan, John, and Anton to the front. Leah is here too before work, a cardboard cup of coffee in her hand, which Chloe gave to her on the house.
“So, guys,” I start, my voice trembling slightly. “I have something to tell you.”
Chloe looks up from her phone, a spark of interest in her eyes. Leah takes a sip of her coffee as her eyebrows raise. John, Anton, Ethan, and Daisy lean forward. It’s now or never.
“They want me to cater the Alpha party after all,” I blurt out. “The judges are coming here, on Saturday, to try my food again.” The words tumble out like an avalanche. For a second, there’s silence. Th
