The big break with the status quo that occurs in my new novel, What’s Left, still demands a respect for all that’s led up to the transformation.
As she perceives, from a customer’s point of view:
They miss the reliable owners’ familiar faces behind the stools and salt and pepper shakers, along with their comforting banter. Could we ever fill their sturdy shoes? Can we live up to their dependable standards or their reasonable prices? Can we even serve a decent cup of coffee or will we lose our shirts and have to quit the place?
The challenge and opportunity go way beyond that.
It’s a sharp break to a new generation, in more ways than one.
Cassia never has to consider this with her own brothers:
From everything I see, there’s an uncommon bond between the brothers, despite their sexual differences. Yes, they’ve both been promiscuous – and then settled in.
Or does she?
In writing a novel that’s told by a single character like Cassia, I have to remember that she knows far more about her family than I ever will. Maybe I can’t answer everything, but suppose you had an opportunity?
What would you ask Cassia over dinner? Or somebody in your own family, one on one? (Present or past?)
In the family, Cassia may have had food like this.