Chapter 35

They shuffled in and took the closest booth. When the waitress sauntered up to the table, she smiled wide. “Nice to see a couple of new faces. Can I get you’s some coffee to start? Maybe some sodas or juice?”

“Coffee sounds great,” Terrell answered first.

“Yeah,” Dakota agreed.

No surprises on the menu. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, waffles, pot roast, burgers, steamed vegetables—good old fashioned “American” cuisine. Dakota wasn’t exactly impressed, but he’d survive. He pointed to a box on the menu. “These any good?” he asked when the server returned with steaming coffee.

“Yessir. That’s a house specialty. A couple of hotdogs, boiled, then chopped up into little bites. We batter and fry them. Normal or with a kick. And you get fries with that, or we could do a house salad for ya instead if that’s more to your likin’.”