She Made Fun of My Limp at the Table and Refused to Tip but Minutes Later My Manager Took Over

without much inflection because I did not have the inflection available at that moment.

Jenna’s face did the thing it did when she was about to say something that would require restraint. I held up a hand. “Don’t. Don’t give her the satisfaction of a scene.”

“Alex—”

“I just need a minute,” I said, and went to the service wall.

The service wall was a narrow continue reading …