Chapter 195 With Pride

• Abby
• The dinner rush has finally died down, and Anton, John and I are just finishing up our last batch of orders. We’ve been working tirelessly all night, and I can’t wait to have a moment of reprieve. Music is playing over the kitchen speakers, but I’ve hardly heard a word of it, too focused on the food to think about anything else.
• At some point, Mr. Thompson slips into the kitchen. I don’t notice his presence until he speaks up, his voice carrying across the din. It almost makes me jump.