Karl
I cross my arms and take a glance around the kitchen. The tiles sparkle like they’re brand new, and the entire place smells like lemon cleaning solution; I’ve just finished mopping the floor, and although I would never admit it to anyone, it’s… the first time I’ve ever used a mop.
“Maybe I’m a bit out of my depth here,” I think to myself as I look around. “But I want to do a good job. For Abby.”
I might not know a great deal about mopping floors, but I do know a lot about running a business. I just hope that Abby will let me help more in the future. She said she doesn’t need another leader, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t give her ideas, right?
“Karl,” Abby shouts from across the kitchen, her voice commanding over the din of kitchen noises. “Put the mop away. We need you o
