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When the last meal was packed, they cleaned up in silence. Sunny said, “Tomorrow, can you let me be on the grill to start?”
“Fine, but I will run you through the breakfast sandwiches first. They require a flip of the wrist, and that needs practice.”
“With more akko?”
“Of course. They love the stuff. Did you want a takeaway box before we clean up?”
Sunny blushed. “Yeah. Can I make it?”
“Go for it.”
She laughed and supervised him. He did a good job of it. He filled the hot side of the box and then shrugged and put the akko in the box. “It’s going to be good when I get home?”
“It will. Promise. That’s why we are so freaking busy.”
They finished cleaning up, shredded the akko from the day before, and she made the sauce with the citrus and spice. She would douse the shredded veg tomorrow as her first duty of the day.
Humming, they got everything ready, the breakfast meat and eggs were set up, and the flatbread was stacked in the cooler.
When everything was ready, she went around, removed the signage, and put it on the counter for the following day.
Sunny looked at it and laughed. They left, and she locked up. The sun was setting as they walked down the dock back toward the public transit. As they got close, the transport was slowing for them, and Cloudy held Sunny back. It waited, and they stepped on, scanning the payment on the screen. The driver grinned as he looked at Cloudy. “See you at four thirty?”
“Of course. This is my brother, and he’s trying the grill tomorrow. Pray to whatever deities you have.”
He laughed, and they settled into seats.
Cloudy waved to a lot of the locals, and Sunny stared. “How do they all know you?”
“They see me on the transport daily. A lot of them have friends or family who work at the docks, and four people here have hot meals to go home to because of that food stall.”
Sunny looked around and leaned back in his seat. “Huh. I guess food is important.”
“It is when you are hungry.” She smiled, and they glided to the edge of downtown. She smiled. “This is me. See you tomorrow. Did you want a call?”
“Uh, please.”
Cloudy got up and exited. The driver took his wife to work in the morning, and they had breakfast before her shift. She knew people, and she liked people. It was a nice mix.
Chapter Three
Cloudy signed in at the hospital and nodded to the medic at the desk. “End of shift?”
The woman smiled. “How can you tell?”
“You have that lovely combination of exhausted and exhilarated. Has Emgoth behaved?”
The woman grimaced. “He does love a play on words, doesn’t he?”
“Yeah. Sorry, he caught that from me. Now he plays all the time.”
The medic chuckled. “It did break up the day.”
“May I visit?”
“He’s talking to a group of guardians, but when they leave, I am sure you can go in.”
Cloudy blinked. “All right.”
