“Where you at in the story?” she asked. “Then she admitted, “Actually, I don’t want her to tell Aunt Janette, who will tell dad, about coming here dressed like this. Xxx And your golf got cancelled because of the vandalism at Baker’s (the golf course).”
“Didn’t know it was vandalism, but you guessed it.”
“OK, will be back with your orders in a bit.” And she walked away. We all order the same thing over and over again. “Girls? “Manners!”
“It’s OK,” I flagged Mrs Jones over. Our old principal!”
“Yes, and I’m retired. I remember seeing her grandma’s pic from the 60s, Afro, and bell bottoms going to a protest. “What?” asked the girls. Get going with it.”
“Hey, if you want to tell the story, then sit down here,” I tapped my lap, “and you tell it.”
“You’d like that,” she swatted her towel at me, and walked away.
