Food Frenzy by Linn Edwards

Author:Linn Edwards [Edwards, Linn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-10-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

What he got was a cold shoulder from his mother as he entered from the back. She was at the counter, where he should be by now.

Tamara was at the grill and smiled. “She’s on the warpath this morning.”

“Sorry. It’s because of me,” Ethan said.

“I know. We all know. Don’t worry about it. Everyone deserves a life, even in this town.”

Ethan picked up his receipt pad and a couple of pens and headed out to face the music. But Zoe just looked up, nodded, and brushed past him, headed for the kitchen door in the back. He shook his head. Somehow, the cold shoulder routine was worse than the screaming that would come later. The silent treatment could go on for days; the screaming was usually over in a couple of minutes.

He looked around the restaurant and was aware most people were trying to look inconspicuous. He smiled and wondered what his mother had said, but that knowledge wouldn’t change anything. He put it aside in his head. Ethan’s plans did not include staying here. For the moment, he wasn’t going to dwell on people and what they thought. At least, he told himself that. Papa was good with who he was, and that was more important to him. He only wished his mother…

Shaking his head, he saw new people coming in. He grabbed coffee mugs and the coffee pot and headed over with menus tucked under his arm. They were regulars and liked their coffee fast and hot.

One of the gentlemen regarded Ethan and asked, “Have you heard anything yet?”

“No, not yet. Hopefully, end of this week or next.” He smiled at Bentley Hayes, an elderly lawyer in town and friend to his grandfather. “What can I get you, gentlemen?”

“The usual,” was the response from them both.

Fortunately, Ethan knew what that meant. His memory was highly developed from remembering a lot of customers’ usual orders.

“How many did you apply to again?” would be Bentley’s next question.

Ethan’s answer was always to be as vague as possible. He kept close to the vest on where he was applying since it would sound pretentious for someone from his hometown to say Columbia or Yale, but he wanted to know he was good enough for something deemed out of his reach. Yes, he applied to smaller and lesser schools, but if he was going to dream, why not dream big? He had used reference letters promised from where he clerked as a student and from Bentley. Who knew?

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