Chapter 39: Robert “Bob” TillmanDavid was heaping his plate with scrambled eggs and pancakes from the buffet bar when he noticed Bob Tillman bending over Ardith, whispering in her ear. He returned to his chair beside her and nodded at him before placing his plate on the table.
Bob extended his hand. “David, isn't it? I've just asked Artie to attend an impromptu meeting of the younger tribe members. I hope to see you there too.” He smiled at them and made his way to the buffet.
More people were drifting in, among them were Jerry's daughters. Behind them trailed Richard, Benton's youngest son. His eyes were puffy and his red-brown hair swung down to his shoulders. He looked at David and nodded.
Richard and David had nothing in common. Richard despised anything having to do with the land.
