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“With so many baby cows on the hills, Dad.” Addie paused chewing and pointed across the lake. “Not by the grape things, but with the farmers. And one farmer has a ton of little black cows. They’re the cutest things!”
“My cousin.” Josie followed the direction of Addie’s hand and met Jacob’s gaze. “Bryan Gallagher has a combination crop-and-animal farm at the south end of the lake. Angus cows and a big, busy farm stand near the road. We could go visit sometime if she’d like to see the cows up close.”
“Oh, can we, Dad? Can we? For real?”
Something made him long to say no, but how could he when Josie was making such a kind offer? Visiting cows wasn’t exactly a bad thing. “Josie and I will check our calendars. But I don’t see why we shouldn’t go visit the cows. And then maybe you can kind of adopt one and pretend it’s yours. What do you think, Josie?” He turned back to her. “Is your cousin open to bovine adoption?”
She winced, then tried to cover it with a smile. “Brian’s got three kids of his own, so he probably understands this stuff way better than most. I’m sure he’d be fine with it, but I’d advise you to pick a female.” She raised a brow to him, and after a few seconds, he got her gist.
“Easy enough because Addie already has a name picked out.”
“You do?”
As Josie slanted her gaze to Addie, Jacob realized she hadn’t really eaten with them. She’d only taken a bite or two while Addie had plowed through a piece of the thick, delicious toast, a bowl of warm berries and two sausage patties. She might be small but she had a trucker’s appetite, and he couldn’t fault her because the meal was delicious.
Addie started to grin, then realized she was chewing. “Polly,” she told her once she’d swallowed and washed down the food with chilled orange juice. “Polly the cow. I think it’s a good name for one, don’t you?”
“It’s a marvelous name. So.” She swiveled on the stool back toward him. “I know you’re busy, and I don’t mean to take up too much time. If you have ideas, Jacob, I’d like to hear them.”
“I do.” He spoke cautiously, still wondering if he was doing the right thing, but then scolded himself. Offering her a spot couldn’t be a bad idea, not with the reviews he’d read on the internet and the glowing reports from customers. Those were backed up by mighty impressive figures because new restaurants rarely succeeded. Hers had not only succeeded, but flourished in an area surrounded by busy chain restaurants in nearby plazas. And yet the Bayou Barbecue stood tall. “You were right about the lack of available waterfront.”
She grimaced.
“But what would you say to a cooperative effort?”
The grimace turned to a quick frown.
“Carrington has given me the go-ahead to offer you premier restaurant space on the ground floor of the hotel, facing the north-end beach. It would have outdoor seating and gathering spots during the warm months, and indoor seating during the rest of the year, and a take-out shack.”
She stared at him, then Addie, then him again. She swallowed hard, then brought a hand to her throat. “I could put the Bayou Barbecue there? In the hotel?”
“It makes sense to us for multiple reasons. First.” He held up one finger. “We’re taking your space, and this could be in your best interests because then you’re virtually in the same location. A matter of beach frontage would be the only difference.”
She held his gaze, listening.
“Second, you’ve got a successful business you’ve worked hard to develop, and the hotel would love a beach-themed restaurant on the ground level. Why not yours? Why go outside the area for a chain when we’ve got top quality right here? And before you ask how I know that, your reviews and numbers have been checked thoroughly. You’re not even a gamble for us, Josie. The Bayou Barbecue is the real deal, and we’d be stupid not to extend this offer.”
“To put the restaurant in the hotel?” She made a face of consternation. “What about the locals? Could they access it? Where would they park? I don’t want them to feel like they have to get dressed up to come get food.”
