The Allergy Table

Every table is full. The ferry brought in a full boat this afternoon and half of them are here tonight. You're running food, water, and a section of six on your own because Wyatt's other four are backed up.

Table twelve is a family of four. The woman with the toddler on her lap catches your eye as you set down bread.

The woman at twelve has a shellfish allergy. She's asking about the chowder.

Denise says it fast, on her way past with two plates stacked up her arm. You know the chowder base is usually clam. You think tonight's batch might be different — Tobias mentioned changing suppliers this week, or you think he did.