Sara
I felt better and relieved being at work. I tied my apron and tried to get back into the groove of things. I would just be working at the diner for now, but that was enough.
“Sara! You’re back!” Lauren exclaimed, moving around quickly to hug me.
I winced for a moment when she squeezed too tight around my ribs. The mob doc said they weren’t broken anymore, but that they were still bruised and would be sore for a while…. I groaned internally.
“Yes, I’m here. Has it been this crazy for a while?“ I asked, looking around at the disorder.
“Yeah, Mabel hasn’t had a chance to hire anyone new since, you know, Ben was… arrested,” Lauren answered. She looked truly worried that she was going to upset me.
I squeezed her arm with a weak smile.
Grabbing the plates from Mark, I moved to carry them to their table. I was going to need a milkshake soon or some sort of caffeine or sugar high.