“That’s the diner Grandpa remembered.” Pulling into the parking lot, Ruth parked and noticed an empty building across the street.
“That was the auto parts store where Grandpa worked,” she said entering the empty diner. The bells hanging on the doorknob, made a noise when Ruth entered the diner to alert the waitress.
“Good morning, you can sit anywhere you chose,” she said coming through the swinging door.
“It is a wonderful morning. Coffee, please, no cream or sugar,” Ruth said before sitting down at a table near the window.
“I want mine black,” she said, setting the cup on the table.
“What time do the clouds and fog lift around here?” Ruth asked, taking her sweater off and placed it on a nearby chair along with her purse.
“It burns off between 8 and 10, and then we’ll have a nice day,” the waitress said. “Would there be something else?” …show more content…
“Guess I can wait until they lift.”
“What brings you to our little town?” The waitress asked, placing cups and glasses on the shelf above the counter to use later.
“A dream to go hiking on the tallest mountain around here, I want to go hiking,” Ruth answered, without wanting anyone to know she was a reporter. “That would be the Putney Mountains,” bending down, she whispered in Ruth’s ear, “Young lady, if I were you. I would go home where I belonged and stay away from that place.” The waitress crossed her arms on her chest, rubbed her upper arms and stared at Ruth.
“Is something wrong?”
“Nothing, just free advice,” she
“That was the auto parts store where Grandpa worked,” she said entering the empty diner. The bells hanging on the doorknob, made a noise when Ruth entered the diner to alert the waitress.
“Good morning, you can sit anywhere you chose,” she said coming through the swinging door.
“It is a wonderful morning. Coffee, please, no cream or sugar,” Ruth said before sitting down at a table near the window.
“I want mine black,” she said, setting the cup on the table.
“What time do the clouds and fog lift around here?” Ruth asked, taking her sweater off and placed it on a nearby chair along with her purse.
“It burns off between 8 and 10, and then we’ll have a nice day,” the waitress said. “Would there be something else?” …show more content…
“Guess I can wait until they lift.”
“What brings you to our little town?” The waitress asked, placing cups and glasses on the shelf above the counter to use later.
“A dream to go hiking on the tallest mountain around here, I want to go hiking,” Ruth answered, without wanting anyone to know she was a reporter. “That would be the Putney Mountains,” bending down, she whispered in Ruth’s ear, “Young lady, if I were you. I would go home where I belonged and stay away from that place.” The waitress crossed her arms on her chest, rubbed her upper arms and stared at Ruth.
“Is something wrong?”
“Nothing, just free advice,” she