Chapter 3

Now what to do?Jim leaned back while he waited for his check, sipping the coffee he’d ordered in lieu of dessert. The waitress returned to give it to him, at which point, after giving the bill a quick glance, he handed her his credit card.

When she came back with the credit card slip for him to sign, a few minutes later, she said, “This is for you. Beth says someone left it at the hostess stand.”

What the hell? She was holding an envelope with his name printed on the front, all lower case, just as it had been with the one’s that had been left where he worked. Jim thanked her and signed the slip, waiting for her to leave before opening the envelope. The note inside was handwritten as always, with no capitalization. It said, ‘he looked sad, didn’t he? if he saw your smile it would have cheered him up.’