Chapter 97
“You didn’t know anything about running a restaurant until you decided to take that on,” Debbie pointed out. “You’re smart. Me, I get bored too easily. And Jeff, well…” She smiled fondly at her (dear lord) husband. “You two talk it over. We’ll get a hotel and see you tomorrow.”
“Wait, what?” Jeff whirled around, staring at Andy. “Why would they talk it over?”
Debbie tucked her arm through Jeff’s. “I’ll explain it to you when you’re older. G’nite, Scooter. Andy.” And then they were gone.
Andy leaned on the broom and gave Scooter a smile. “I think I like her.”
“The rental, that’s gotta be her idea. Jeff…Jeff cannot be trusted with money. Much lessmoney,” Scooter said. His head still hurt. “What…How much…What does Jeff Tucker think he owes me?” There, that came out sounding not quite so horribly greedy. A couple thousand dollars could go a long way to fixing the shortage over the winter.