The Waitress's Secret

“No. She’s pretty hardheaded and won’t let me. She does keep her tips, though.”

“Then I’ll take the same deal Joni has. No salary and I’ll keep my tips.” She didn’t need the money, after all. And he did need the help.

“That’s ridiculous. You can’t work without pay.”

“Why not? You aren’t charging me rent. If you insist on paying me, I’ll have to pay rent. Either that or I’ll move out. Since the bed-and-breakfasts are full, and my car is in the shop and I have no way of getting to one of the hotels you mentioned, I’ll probably end up sleeping on a park bench.” She was playing dirty, but she wanted to help. She hadn’t been raised to be a taker. She needed to pull her own weight.

He opened his mouth and she knew he was going to continue to argue. She cut him off. “That’s the deal. Take it or leave it.”

He frowned with displeasure and ran a frustrated hand down his face. “I guess I’ll take it.”

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