Chapter 33 The Aftermath

• Abby
• Karl walks into the kitchen, and I force myself not to look at him as he strides over. I’m almost done prepping food for the line cooks, and I don’t have time to get into it with him. There’s only so much stress one person can handle before they go crazy, and I’m reaching my limit.
• We’re booked out again, and one of my waiters called in sick, making us even more understaffed than usual. If not, I probably would have told Karl to just go home. I need to repost my ad sometime soon. There must be people out there who want to work in the kitchen, even as a dishwasher. I don’t know if I can keep working with him after everything.