Chapter 16 – For SaleThursday Morning, November 6th, 2014
The Morelville Diner
Chloe and Marco were sitting sat at a table in the furthest corner of the el that made up the dining area of the Morelville restaurant. Up front, the regulars, mostly farmers and oil men, sat having their normal, after early morning rounds, coffee klatch. They were loud and boisterous in their opinions and Marco was enjoying eavesdropping on their discourse immensely but Jennifer Coventry, sitting primly across from him, decidedly wasn’t.
“I do apologize,” she repeated for the second or third time. “It’s not exactly the best place to try and have a business meeting but it’s only a block from the store.”
“It’s okay,” Marco told her, “I’m getting a bit of the local color listening to them, for one thing.” He p
