As far as Chamber of Commerce meetings go, today's was no different. She half-listened to the speaker as she set out the trays of food. Kyle set out the disposable dishes and organized the drinks from the venue's kitchen. They didn't talk much - didn't have to, since this was not their first time around. Kyle had only been working with her for six months, but he was bright and ambitious. Her parents had recommended him for the job when they heard he was in the culinary program at the local tech school. They had watched him grow up in their neighborhood and seen him mature as he exercised his entrepreneurial muscles cutting grass for the neighborhood seniors. He always showed up on time, and never changed his prices, which were low for the fixed-income retirees. Jess fell into a zone as she moved. The guests began to file into the serving line and the volume in the room became deafening with the din of general conversation. She scooped, served, and smiled in her usua...