Chapter 36 - 2013
Lucy dried her hands with a towel and noticed the tears rolling down on the new intern’s cheeks, as Michael walked into the kitchen. Inconspicuously, she moved closer to the young man and said in a low voice only he could hear, “Wipe those pretty eyes of yours. You don’t want the chef to see you crying now, do you?” Though Lucy did not think Michael would mind, she’d had firsthand experience with chefs mocking young trainees if they caught them crying while peeling and chopping onions.
The young intern raised his bemused eyes to her and did as she had said, murmuring, “I’m sorry, chef. This is my first day.”
“What’s your name?” she asked kindly.
“John, chef.”
“Well, John, watch, learn, do what you’re told, and you’ll be just fine. If you’re not sure about something,
