Lunch Lady Books Novels & Stories

We were done with Inspirational Class. It was a free period, so Linda and I decided to grab lunch. The cafeteria was full as usual noise everywhere, laughter echoing, trays clattering, and a few people pretending not to look at who just walked in. The smell of foods filled the air. We squeezed our way through the crowd and finally spotted an empty table by the window. “Finally,” Linda breathed, collapsing into a chair. I ordered pasta with egg and yogurt. I was too hungry to even talk.

Every day at lunch time, the admin department would wheel in carts of the catered dishes through the office floor, smelling absolutely heavenly. "Rachel! The menu today is a five-cheese lasagna!" "Oh my god, is that tiramisu for dessert?" "I'm so in love with this company!" I loved listening to the happy cheers and quips from my employees at this time. It made me feel as though I was getting closer and closer to building the dream company that I had always wanted to join when I was younger. However, things changed when the new cleaner, Lilian West, joined the company. She was close to 50 years old and was pretty good at her job. She looked honest and straightforward too, but she always acted

“Make me coffee.” “Yes, Sir.” Hannah walked toward Mr. Lee’s office. And her work routine began at that moment. Just before noon, Mr. Lee came out of his office. He said something to Mr. Ed and then just walked away. Today Hannah and Lucy got the first lunch break shift, so they could leave earlier. Meanwhile Grace and Emma stayed on duty at the post until it was their turn to take a break. Hannah actually had no intention of going out for lunch because she had to save money. She took her lunchbox out of her bag. It was a bit sad that she could only bring two slices of sandwich with thin slices of smoked meat just to stave off her hunger.

the lady continued with a smile before leaving the office. Eva looked at the time it was 11:25am. Probably, the lunch time was 12:00pm. How fast did time go... Eva did some things and minutes passed and it was finally lunch. She walked out of her office and went to Anna's office. The lady was staring at some paper work when Eva walked in. Finally noticing Eva, she smiled and said "Let's go". The duo went to the lunch room. On getting there, the woman who is assigned to cook for the workers of the company gave them their food as they took their seats.

She finally selected a beautifully illustrated book about ancient legends and mythical kingdoms, and she carried it over to one of the large leather armchairs by the window, curling her legs up beneath her pink silk dress as she opened the first page. Around midday, Chloe returned to the library carrying a silver tray filled with a delicious lunch of hot chicken soup, fresh bread, and a glass of sweet raspberry juice, which Hazel ate gladly while sitting by the warm window. After finishing her lunch, she returned to her book, determined to read as much as possible before the terrifying Alpha returned from his meetings and brought his dark intensity back into her life. She closed her book gen

Susan jammed her notepad into her purse along with a file folder. "Sure, I'll get dressed really quick." Lori placed her cup in the sink. "I'll stop by and help you as soon as I'm finished. Then we can go grab a light lunch. I told you about this new place downtown, Janelle's Coffee and Tasty Pastries. I want to check out the menu. Not only are there lots of specialty pastries and coffees but quiche, soups, and salads are a favorite for lunch. I need to check out the competition but also, I might strike another deal to sell the pastries in the diner. Customers will stay longer with dessert." Susan finished her toast and put her dinnerware on the counter.

Nathan said, “Two pages. I want to read that.” Elma said, “You will. After I write it. Not before.” They went back to quiet. The message sat in the phone. Friday sat on the calendar. But 11:00 AM sat in the sun. And 11:00 AM won. *1:30 PM* Lunch came and went. Nobody ordered delivery. They walked to the small kitchen. Made sandwiches. Cheese and bread. Simple. Elma didn’t check calories. She just ate. Linda told a story about her first job. She forgot the punchline. Nobody cared. They laughed at the forgetting.

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“I am sorry.” “What do you want as your lunch?” Elena shook her head. “ I’ve got a lunch time already.” Linda sighed. “May I know what you had as your lunch?” she raised her two eyebrows. “A cup of espresso and a slice of tiramisu.” Elena answered and walked away to call Fortune. She turned around and saw Linda was following her. “Why?”

She has always been good at that. Lunch at the restaurant Linda loves. Corner table, familiar waiter, the menu Linda always closes immediately because she gets the same thing. They order. The food arrives. Linda talks about Ethan's sister coming next month, about Sarah from book club whose marriage was falling apart quietly, about whether to do anything with the front beds before summer ended. Zara listens and asks the right questions and refills their water and is, for these two hours, just a daughter having lunch with her mother. Then Linda sets her fork down.