Chapter 15
Cal looked at his father slumped across the table from him. They were in the back corner of the Brass Plover, nursing a burger and a beer. It was packed to the limits, but May had found a spot for them close by the kitchen.
“Tomorrow’s got to be easier.”
“Sunday,” Cal agreed with a groan. “Tourists leave early on a Sunday.”
“Why were we greedy enough to stay open on a Sunday?”
“Wasn’t greed,” Cal shook his head.
His father eyed him as he sipped his beer.
“Okay. It wasn’t just greed. Did you want to be the one to tell Jessica no?”
Senior didn’t have to consider before shaking his head no.
“I got a new side business.”
That got his father’s full attention. His father had never thought much beyond baked goods, but Cal was always adding new ideas and the bank balance growth
