by Sarah Fox
Chloe nodded as she chewed and swallowed. “She was in a car accident and broke her leg. Had to have surgery.” She paused for a sip of coffee. “The production company had to rush to replace her.”
“I’m assuming they did find a replacement in the end though, seeing as they’re still going forward with things tomorrow.”
“They did, but I’m not sure who it is.” She dug her phone out of her purse as she chewed another bite of pancake. “I can probably find out online.”
A group of four entered The Flip Side then, so I pushed back my chair. “I’d better give Leigh and Sienna a hand. Talk to you again soon?”
“Definitely,” Chloe said as she opened the Internet browser on her phone.
I returned to the office to grab my red apron and was soon back at the front of the house ready to take orders and serve meals. I delivered two plates of mushroom asparagus crêpes to one table and headed back to grab the coffee pot to offer refills. On my way, I passed Chloe’s table. She still had her phone out, but she was staring at it with stunned eyes, all the color gone from her face.
I put a hand on her back. “Chloe? What’s wrong?”
She shoved her phone into her purse and swallowed hard. “Nothing. I just…I’m not feeling too well.”
“Was it the food?” I asked with alarm, eyeing the remains of her pancakes.
“No,” she said quickly. “It’s my head. I think I might be getting a migraine.” She pulled some bills out of her wallet and put them on the table. “Can I leave this with you?”
“Of course.”
She pushed back her chair and grabbed her jacket.
“I hope you’ll feel better soon.”
“Thanks, Marley,” she said, already on her way to the door.
I watched her go, puzzled and concerned. Whatever had sent her rushing out of the pancake house, it certainly wasn’t a migraine.
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