“I take it you won’t want to go to Ruby Tuesday’s for lunch.”
I was being stupid about that. I couldn’t avoid pizza and Thai and Ruby Tuesday’s for the rest of my life. “No, Ruby Tuesday’s is fine, Tim.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah.” Why make everyone else as miserable as I was?
“All right, then. I’m almost done here. We can get cleaned up and…” The bells over the door jingled, and Tim straightened, facing the front of the Pub. “Ah’m sorry,” he said, more Suth’n than I’d heard him in…I blinked, realizing the South had been in his voice only the day before. “Ah’m closed right now.”
“He does that whenever tourists come in,” Cris whispered with an affectionate grin. “They eat it up with a spoon. So do I,” he murmured.
“And he can tell a tourist at twenty paces?”
“Yep. Same way he can tell who’s
