Wanda chuckled softly. “My husband is the best. You’re right. Your dad is too easy to handle. That didn’t take much effort at all.”
“Of course. If he really leaves, we would have to hire at least two chefs and three helpers. Do you know how expensive that is? A chef costs at least seven or eight hundred a month and three helpers together would be over one thousand and fifty hundred.”
“My dad happily accepts two hundred and fifty bucks and he buys groceries, cooks and cleans. He’s basically free labor. We would be stupid to let him go.”
Wanda agreed. “And his cooking is great. Everyone at the factory says his food’s amazing. Where else can we find such a cheap and skilled cook?”
“That’s why we should keep him happy and make sure he stays. Once business gets better, we can deal with the rest later.”
So, their apology and concern were all an act. They weren’t really sorry.
They just didn’t want to lose their free labor.
Back in my room, I unlocked my phone and bought a ticket for the earliest train home. The payment went through and the departure time showed as 6:30 a.m. tomorrow.
At 4:30, it was still dark outside.