บท 7: Chapter 7

I sighed too and pushed away from my table.

“Where are you going?”

“It’s a long walk. I’d better get started.”

“Hold on a minute. I didn’t say I wouldn’t take you.”

“But—”

“I’ll take you as far as I go.”

Would that be far enough? I wasn’t going to question my good fortune. “Thank you.”

Belle came over to us. “Anything else I can get for you?”

“No, ma’am.”

“Just my thermos, Belle. It’s gonna be a long haul to DC. There’s a tropical depression out in the Atlantic, and they’ve predicted rain the whole way.”

“Well, it’s only fair someone else gets some of what we’ve been having.” She put my check down on my table and handed another to Shane. “When’re you gonna take me away from all this, sugar?”

“Ah, honey, these good old boys’d have my hide if I tried to carry you off. You’re the best darned waitress this side of the Georgia border.”

Again there was laughter. Belle went to the kitchen to get his thermos.