The Prep List: Chapter One
Rabbit
An unwanted text message - A French stagiaire - Ticks - Thoughts about foraging - A bathroom promise
Chapter 1: Rabbit
It’s Schrödinger’s text message. For now, until I look at that bastard, glowing screen, the future is undecided. I am both needed at the restaurant and I still have my day off. Same for the opposite. It is still dark. Can’t be later than 6 am. Since the only person who ever texts me is still gently snoring next to me, I know that, deep down, the message can really only mean one thing. I take the phone in my hand. I don’t need to look. Either someone is sick or has mangled their hand in the meat grinder, or, God, maybe they stormed out mid-service during the dinner rush and will never be seen again. Either way, it’s very likely my day off is very much now on.