“I knew that would be your immediate reaction, but I don’t really think you want to take that on. The Cake Factory is doing so well. Main Street Cafe is just a little local restaurant. What you’re building is the next generation of McIntyre legacy. We want you to take that torch and run with it.”

“But—”

“Look, it may not even happen for a while. I just wanted you to have some time to get used to the idea in case anything really came of it. When he’s ready, we’ll do it. Don’t worry. I’m sorry I even mentioned it now. I should have just kept quiet.”

“Don’t be silly, Mom. You can always talk to me. I’m sure this is weighing on your mind, and I’m sorry Kenny gave his notice. That’s not good news at all.” She didn’t want the family business to close.

“We’ll work it out. Thanks for telling me.”

Her weak knees folded underneath her as she sat on the bed. She couldn’t believe this. Sure, her parents deserved to retire, but she’d never once thought they’d actually close down the cafe.

“I’ll talk to you when I get home,” she said. A wave of nausea caught her on the last words.

“I’ll try not to bug you. Bye, honey.”

“You’re never a bother. Love you, Mom.” She ended the call a little homesick.

A knock at the door had Brenda rushing across the room. “Your luggage is here,” she called out enthusiastically as she tipped the bellman. “One disaster averted.”

“Thank goodness,” Kelly said.

“Do you want to go out to dinner or eat in tonight?”

“I’m not that hungry. I can just eat in.”

“I’ve got just the thing. Our craft service for the show has the best home cooking around.” Brenda called down to Craft Service at the studio and ordered two of today’s specials. “If it’s okay with you, I’ll prop the doors open between our room and I’ll listen for the food while you get settled in.”

“That would be great. I’m going to shower and change into some yoga pants.”

When Kelly came out, a good-looking guy was standing in Brenda’s room helping her unbox things.

“Oh good, you’re out,” Brenda said. “Dinner just arrived.”

“It smells good. Suddenly, I’m very hungry.” Kelly joined Brenda in the adjoining room.

“This is Tony Newmann. He works in catering, but he’s also done some work on a soap opera.”

Kelly recognized him. “You were Ethan! The casino owner who fell off the riverboat. You were really good. I can’t believe I’m meeting a real actor. My mom will absolutely die.”

“Thanks,” Tony said. “I’ll bring a signed picture for you to take to her.”

“That would be so great. She’ll never believe it.”