The door opened and Mr. Smith was there, glaring at them. “What are you two doing, chatting like two mindless birds? Get to work.”
“Right away,” Missy said brightly.
Ever since he had started waiting on tables, Mr. Smith had changed the way he treated him. He was no longer made of glass, and the manager treated him just like he treated Missy. Otis was glad about it. That kind of thing made him feel normal, like he was as much a human being as any other.
Was Hudson really courting him? No, what was he thinking? Missy didn’t have all the facts. She didn’t know that Hudson was actually his teacher of dating rules.
TBC