Chapter thirty two
I walked down the sidewalk to Odd Couple’s Diner grumbling under my breath about rude people. Several people I passed gave me a wide berth. The wind caught the door as I opened it and jerked it out of my hand. The storm loomed closer and another c***k of thunder sounded. Seth hurried forward and grabbed the door to muscle it shut.
“ Sorry, Seth. The wind is picking up. I think we’re in for a major storm from the looks of the sky,” I said.
“ I think you’re right,” Seth peered out the front windows. “Juliet’s in the back booth. Want me to bring you a root beer?”
“ Ah, you know me all too well,” I saw Juliet hunkered down with her nose buried in the latest Laurie R. King mystery. I plucked the book out of her hands and sat across from her. “What’s up, chicken butt?”
