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“Excuse me, Mr. Moretti your interview is here,” Kelsey, one of their employees and a local high school senior said.
“Thank you, Kelsey, and don’t call me Mr. Moretti. That’s my grandfather.”
“Sorry Mr. Mor… I mean Enzo.”
“I’ll be right out,” he said.
Ella laughed. “Mr. Moretti?”
“I swear the younger these kids get, the older I feel. But not old enough to be called that.”
“You’re not that old, Enz.”
“Thanks.”
“But you’ll always be older than me,” she said and stuck her tongue out.
He pointed toward the door. “Get out of my office.”
“Before you fire me? You already did that.”
“Don’t make me take it all back.”
Ella jumped up from her chair. “Sorry.” She went to walk out when she stopped at the doorway and looked over at her oldest brother. “I just want you to know that I don’t regret any of it. The past six years managed to bring us all closer, if that were even possible, and nothing in the world could make me not appreciate that.”
Enzo went to speak when loud voices echoed in the small space from outside.
He dropped his hand on the desk. “What the hell is that?”
“Sounds like Grandpa and Joe going at it again.”
“Maybe we should just let them kill each other and get it over with,” Enzo said.
“You have an interview,” Ella said as Enzo rounded his desk. “Let me handle this.”
“You sure? They really sound like they’re going at it.”
“It’s nothing I can’t handle,” she said.
“Call if you need reinforcements.”
“You got it.”
Ella hurried through the restaurant and out the main door to the boardwalk. Joe stood in the doorway of Joe’s Lobster House, arms pressed against each side of the door. Her grandfather stood in front of him, trying to force his way inside. What the hell was going on?
The feuds usually came to a point in the middle of the boardwalk, neither refusing to cross sides.
“Let me in, jackass,” Vinny said.
“Over my dead body!” Joe stood his ground, refusing to move. “Get back to your side of the boardwalk!”
A small crowd had started to form, and Ella pushed her way through the people, some familiar, some she’d never seen before.
“I’ll get back to my side as soon as you let me in!” Vinny yelled, his accent getting thicker with every word.
“Why in the hell would I ever let you in my restaurant?”
“Because I’m about to save your ass.”
