Chapter 207 Streetlights

• Abby
• We’re nearing the end of the night, and although my feet are more sore than they’ve ever been and there’s a fine sheen of sweat on my skin, it’s a good sort of exhaustion that I’m feeling.
• I’m taking a moment to stand beside the line, sipping on some ice cold water to calm my nerves. It’s been a whirlwind of a night, but we’ve finally beat the second wave of orders, and now we’re just tying up loose ends before the kitchen is officially closed.