I stood there frozen for a few minutes. I couldn’t make myself move.
When I finally could, I pushed the bathroom door open and stepped back into the hallway.
I heard shouts from the ballroom and the scraping of chairs. I kept my eyes down and walked fast, cutting through the service corridor and slipping back into the kitchen before anyone could stop me.
No one had stopped working.
The head chef was watching the pass like nothing had happened. I went back to my station.
For about ten seconds, everything was quiet. Then we heard the wail of an ambulance. Wu…Wuu ... .Wu.
Ten minutes later, the phone in the service kitchen rang, and the chef picked it up.
"Service is canceled," he said, putting the phone down. "Everyone starts cleaning."
We started cleaning the kitchen. It took lon
