"Yep at's right," a second man chimed in, "I heard they's been dogs...ferensics...the whole shebang all over them woods and ain't found hide nor hair o'them kids."
While eavesdropping on the locals' conversation, Kevin had been scanning the menu to come with some sort of order. The blonde waitress who greeted him came up and asked, "Can I get you something to drink, sir?"
Kevin looked up to see that the young woman was teary-eyed and obviously struggling to hold her emotions together. The name on her uniform said "Rachel."
"Umm...yes, how about a coffee please?"
She disappeared briefly and then returned with a thick-walled ceramic cup of steaming black joe.
"Now, sir, will you be enjoying one of our famous burger platters?" she asked, still trying to hide the fact that she was in danger of losing her composure.
"Actually, I was thinking of trying your biscuits and gravy."
"That's an excellent choice too, sir. I'll get right on that."
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