Chapter 212. The Special Dinner

“Sorry about the wait folks. We had a sudden visit from Senyor Antonio and I was the lucky guy to offer him company going back to his home.”

“Looks like your circle of friends is growing, Eron,” stated Paul as he prepped three cans of beers for himself, Eron, and Jack which he then passed to the younger guys as soon as had wiped the cold cans of beverage dry. “It’s a good thing we got the chance to get ahold and know you now before we would need to fight off a mob of endearing fans just to get your attention, hehehe…”

“I doubt if that will ever happen, Sir. I don’t think I’ll ever be that popular.”

“Don’t sell yourself short, son. After all, even Jack can’t seem to stop singing praises about you. And you’re barely a month from your first hatchet demo. From what I heard he’s using you and your work as an example to other workers in the lumberyard” piped in Jack’s mom in a printed apron, as she placed a large dish of roast and potatoes on the table.

“I just do