CHAPTER 18: LIFTING THE CURSE

Colby had joined Amaya to work in the grill. He was delighted because it was one of the ways that they would spend some time together. While Colby was taking orders from customers, Amaya was serving those who were at the counter.

“Here you go.” She told the old man who would be around his late forties as he passed him a can of beer.

“Amaya I need your help with these.” Colby told her and they dashed into the kitchen. Some minutes later they returned with two trays, serving various guests who were patiently waiting for their orders. Putting three cans of soda on a table, Amaya saw a customer who must have entered the grill recently. She didn't keep note of everyone who stormed into the grill, but there was something different about him. Her tray was empty and she rushed toward him.

“What should I serve you?” She asked nattily.

“Um, I think chips should be fine.” He told her with a side smile.

“Of course.” She strode toward the kitchen, and a few seconds later, she returned with what