I covered my eyes with one hand and tried not to fall apart in the middle of the diner. After a minute, Joe cleared his throat.
“All right, enough of that. We open at five tomorrow. Hope you’re ready to learn how to run a diner, partner.”
Something inside me shifted then. It was small, but it moved through me like lightning. For the first time in my life, I was not thinking about how to survive the next week. I was thinking about a future.
