Chapter 2
Pip wiped the counter top down for the thousandth time that minute.
Okay, that was a bit of an exaggeration, but still, she knew if she didn’t stop soon, she’d wear the Formica out. But the couple breaking up at one of her tables was fascinating.
The woman was so calm and cool, so utterly collected as she broke her boyfriend’s heart. The guy was crying, literally crying in front of everyone at the small diner off the main highway on the edge of Channelview, Houston.
She’d never seen a man cry, save for on TV or at the movies. The men in her family wouldn’t shed a tear if they accidentally lobbed off a hand. They’d probably holler louder than the hounds of hell and curse a blue streak while demanding a crate load of whiskey to soothe the little ‘ache’, but that was pretty much
