Chapter 26
Scooter was flipping hamburgers with one hand and trying to read the damn inventory report with the other. Thursdays weren’t busy for lunch, not usually, but Thursday was Jason’s half-day, so Scooter was filling two jobs.
When Kat came in, she had her T-shirt tied under her breasts, baring her midriff.
“It is extra miserable out there today,” she said. “I hate this place. I want to go home.”
“There’s ice cream in the freezer,” Scooter said, waving the spatula absently. And getting grease on the wall, because of course he needed more work today. Sigh. “Can you go check on Andy? He hasn’t come down yet. He said he had a headache last night, but I didn’t think…If he’s sick, tell him to sleep in, and I’ll see if Melissa needs a few hours. But I’m in the weeds here.”
Kat messed
