“Aunt Brynlee, are you waiting for daddy?”
“Wh-what? No. I'm not waiting for your daddy."
Brynlee replied nervously. Her head reflexively moved left and right to assess the situation because she was currently standing behind the ordering counter. She was worried that Emily would hear Levi's words and spread cheap gossip about her tackiness.
Oh God, Brynlee sighed in frustration.
Elyseen promised her he would come around five. But it was four forty and Brynlee was waiting for Elyseen behind the ordering counter. She should have been doing her work in the kitchen, instead of standing behind the counter, which was usually Emily's domain.
"You don't mind if I stay here for a moment, do you?"
"No, of course not. I'm glad there's someone other than me here. They all really suck. They never
