Chapter 81

Bertha greeted us at the door. “Hey, Bill,” she said with a smile. “Who’s your cute friend?”

I rolled my eyes. “This is Thorn. Thorn, Bertha, the owner of the diner.”

“Nice to meet you, ma’am,” Thorn replied with a small smile, charming Bertha right out of her apron.

“Now isn’t he sweet! I can tell he’s a keeper already.” She patted Thorn’s cheek, which startled him enough that he stepped back a little, but Bertha either didn’t notice, or didn’t care. “Pick a spot and I’ll bring your menus and something to drink shortly. Coffee for you, I know, Bill, but what about you, sweetie?”

“Uh, water please, ma’am. Thank you,” Thorn replied.

She winked and said, “Coming right up,” before bustling off.

I placed my hand on Thorn’s back to propel him forward and got us to a booth near the windows. We seated ourselves and Bertha brought our beverages before handing us the menus.