Chapter 11
Sam finished the last serving of the night and began cleaning up his station. He bantered a bit with Marlys; let the line see he was fine—after two months, he’d better be.
Graziella came up to him as he was finishing the cleanup on his station.
“I know,” he told her. “I know. I’ll put out an ad tomorrow for a new aboyeur. I just couldn’t face doing it before. But I really want to thank you for covering, Graziella. You’re amazing.”
“I am amazing. Thank you for noticing.”
He managed a smile. Her quick hug was surprising and kind.
She then nodded toward the front of house. “Someone waiting to see you.” And she was gone.
Sam double-checked the kitchen. He was the last one, so he flipped off all except the safety night-light and pushed out into restaurant.
The lights were out
