C’mon Inn
Wednesday Morning
The iconic diner was packed and buzzing with excited gossip. You’d think the ghost of Elvis had risen from the dead and was expected at any moment.
Evan and Leon entered to applause, cheers, whistles, and foot-stomping.
As they took the seats Cora had saved for them at the counter, someone yelled, “Let’s hear it for the Preacher Man!”
To which Cora yelled back, “Pancakes on the house!”
Evan realized he was expected to say something. He remained seated, raised a hand in modest acknowledgment, and called out, “I don’t know what you’ve heard, but if you want to know what really happened, catch my sermon at First Baptist on Sunday!”
It’s worth a try, anyway. I hope Marcus has enough coffee and donuts for fellowship afterward.
Cora was already setting their c
