Christmas Mail Order Angels: The complete 11 Volume Set by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Forget Me Not Romances, a division of Winged Publications
Published: 2015-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Benjamin escorted her to the eatery and offered to buy breakfast, but Henrietta was anxious to start her new job and declined. Benjamin left her at the front of the building, promising to return later in the day to walk her home.

Henrietta slipped in the front door and made her way to the kitchen. From the doorway she could see nothing but chaos. The counters and oven were splattered with bacon grease and broken egg shells along with a variety of other trash laying on the floor. The grumpy cook was throwing a fit, yelling at Brenda in a foreign tongue. Brenda stood with clenched fists and Henrietta was afraid the young woman would strike the older Chinese man.

Henrietta stepped into the kitchen and cleared her throat. “Excuse me.”

The cook and Brenda turned at the sound of her voice.

“I’ve come to begin my job.”

The Chinese man grinned, ripped off the small grease-stained apron he had tied around his waist and abruptly walked out the back door.

Brenda turned with a huge smile. “Thank the Lord, you’re here. That man doesn’t know a thing about cooking bacon and eggs.”

Henrietta’s teeth nibbled at her bottom lip. “I didn’t mean to chase him out of the kitchen.”

“Don’t worry about that. He has been waiting for you to come and take over. He actually does the laundry for the miners, but somehow he was talked into cooking until you got here. The job’s all yours.”

Henrietta’s eyes scanned the room. She noted a clean apron hanging on a hook by the door. She moved across the room, took it down and tied it around her waist. Meandering around the kitchen, she took stock of the supplies on the counter, turned the heat down under the pan of bacon and began cooking a second pan of scrambled eggs.

“I’d like to make biscuits, but those can wait until tomorrow. For now, let’s just see how many people I can serve with what we have here.”

Brenda nodded. Henrietta could see the relief pass over the younger woman’s face.

“I’m so glad you are here. I’ll go hang out the open sign and start taking orders.”

*****

Several hours passed. Henrietta kept busy cooking, putting food on plates, and calling out to Brenda to pick them up.

Hmm, we obviously need more help here.

During a lull, Henrietta sat down on a small stool and took a deep breath. Her feet hurt from standing so long, but she was happy with the progress she had made. Not only had she cooked for so many, she had taken time to wipe all the counters and stove. The floor would need someone with more strength than she had.

“Brenda, when will Mr. Peterson be in? I’d like to discuss hiring some more help.”

Brenda wiped her greasy hands on her apron. “Rorey only buys the supplies. He’s not in charge. We were told you would be in charge.”

Henrietta’s lips formed an O. She pointed at her chest. “Me?”

“Yep. No one knows who the owner is, and Rorey doesn’t want to be in charge.

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