Chapter 11
They stopped at an intersection. Terrell looked around and adjusted his grip on his cane. After some discussion, the two decided to have an early lunch at a diner across the street. Jingle bells attached to the door signaled their arrival. The smell of bacon and ground beef filled Dakota’s nostrils. His stomach growled.
An elderly white woman behind the counter gave them a brief once-over with her eyes before motioning toward one of the empty booths. “Go on and have a seat, boys. I’ll come by with some menus in just a minute.” With that, she picked up a pot of coffee and began making the rounds with the other customers.
They shuffled in and took the closest booth. When the waitress sauntered up to the table, she smiled wide. “Nice to see a couple of new faces. Can I get you’s
