Chapter 3:

Work

The Girl That Came in With the Rain


Ned stayed at the table. He pulled out his phone. The world was full of numbers. You just had to find the right one to make a problem go away.

He searched for live-in private chef salary. The number was high. Higher than he expected. But he had it. He had plenty of it.

-I found the rate, Ned said. He turned the screen so she could see. Meerka looked at the number. Her eyes widened.

-That is per month? -That is the standard, Ned said. I’ll add ten percent.

Meerka looked up from the screen.

-Ten percent?

-Sure, you always pay a little extra, for that temptation to skim the grocery money, you know? Pawn silver.

Meerka straightened her back. She wiped her hands on her trousers.

-I don't steal, Ned.

-Obviously not, he said, taking a look over to the living room from the kitchen. But everybody steals a little bit. Especially when you get hungry.

Meerka looked at the stove. The heat was still rising from the burner.

-Keep the ten percent, she said.

Ned paused. He lowered the phone.

-I want the standard rate. No favors. But I want terms, she added, pausing again. Permission.

-Permission?

-To use the kitchen. After your meals are done.

-To do what?

-To cook extra. I can make portions. I can take them to the market. Sell them.

Ned looked at her. Not bad, a hustler after all.

-You want to run a business out of my house, Ned said.

-I’ll pay for the extra ingredients myself, she said quickly. Out of my wages.

Ned kept looking at her.

-I won't use your gas during peak hours.

He laughed and snorted.

-Okay, sure. Standard rate. You get full use of the kitchen when I’m not eating. What you sell is yours, for now. If it grows, I might want a cut, he said, laughing as an after thought.

Meerka smiled but it was a real smile.

-Thank you, Ned.

-Don't thank me, he said, standing up. Make it work. He walked toward the hall.

-We’re going out, he said.

-Out?

-You can't cook in those clothes. And you can't sell food looking like a street rat.

He grabbed the keys by the door.

-Let’s go spend some of that salary you just made.

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