Abby
I push through the swinging doors into the already bustling kitchen of Adam’s restaurant, the rich and familiar scents enveloping me like a warm hug. My staff look up with a mixture of surprise and excitement to see me striding in so early.
“Abby!” Daisy spots me first, her face lighting up. The others whirl around with various exclamations of their excitement filling the air. Here we are again, back together. The kitchen may be foreign, but the company isn’t.
Laughing, I find myself surrounded by my tight knit little family. John’s crushing bear hug lifts me right off my feet.
“Thank you all so much for coming,” I say with a giggle once John finally sets me down. I hug each person in turn, so relieved to see that everyone came.
I was elated to find out that they
