Summer
Sometime around seven, everything died down, and the bar cleared out for the most part. No one was ordering food other than the occasional fries. And with Lizzy not cooking for the night, I was sure that was going to be about it for the night. Hank, who cooked on the days Lizzy didn't, was basically getting paid to do nothing. And I wasn’t really serving much of anything anymore. So I offered to let him head home early, or if he wanted to come out front, he could take over while I worked on paperwork. And because he needed the money, he was willing to take over out front for the rest of his shift. Which was perfect honestly, I really needed to take care of the books and make sure the next order was placed and all that fun stuff. I knew Hank would come to grab me if things starte
