Eliot, like everyone else, has good days and bed days. He has days where nobody from the team appears at the restaurant, days where nobody calls him, days where there's nobody nagging about how fortune cookies are so much better than the dishes he cooks..
Those are the days when he thinks the others finally accomplished their common objective of forgetting; forgetting they were once a family, forgetting they were cared about, forgetting they were loved and loved back...
Days when he thinks he will have to finally move on and become just a chef and that, he too, will have to forget...
The good days are the days where some of the team members are drawn back into their past and the restaurant.
They are trying to pretend their past never happen because they feel so less miserable if they pretend and forgot they ever were that happy. They still comeback though, just because they are not ready to disconnect from all of it, at least not yet...
The first to show up that day was Sophie, she came at lunchtime as a client, followed by her ever-present new husband; Zachary, a polite man who'd always pull Sophie's chair and looked at her like there wasn't anybody else in the world. She asked him to cook something at his will and as always complimented his food, but in the end when he invited her for a cup of coffee she retracted like she always did. That made his heart heavier, the fact she was still so hurt she had to push him back...
Parker showed up in the afternoon, apparently she was taking a seven-year old boy with Down Syndrome to his new parents. She refused to stay at their old apartment, there were too many memories in there for that place to be supportable, and she'd spend the night at a hotel...
What he didn't expect was what happened later that night. The restaurant was closed and all the staff had gone home, Eliot was cleaning when he heard a noise at the front door.
-It's closed! - He half yelled half growled. The noise continued, he was preparing to kick the intruder's ass when the door opened.
-It's a good thing I still have my key! - A man said. That man was Nathan Ford, deceased.
Eliot was so shocked he didn't know if she should punch or hung the man.
Things will develop from here, please tell me your opinion about this…
Will Eliot punch Nathan or hug him?