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?”
“It’s about that article,” I hesitantly begin, fully aware that I’m opening a can of worms. “People are talking, and we need to be prepared for whate
