Chapter Sixty-Nine
The screeching ticket machine spat out Gaynor Crane’s choices. Aidan tugged on the paper, checking the contents of the order. “You’re up, Benjamin. These are Gaynor’s starters.” He tore the docket in half, handing the eighteen-year-old the ticket with the appetisers.
Prawn cocktail, Tomato and basil soup, stuffed mushrooms, and cheesy garlic bread. Aidan helped Benjamin by heating up the soup in a pan. “You’ve got the rest, right?”
While his helper made himself busy in the starter area, Aidan had more than enough to be getting on with, He had the mains for five tables to start. Hot in the kitchen, he used his sweatband around his wrist to wipe the sweat from his temples and forehead.
After putting three steaks and two chicken breasts on the grill, Aidan went to the s
