Chapter 16

“What do you want?” Charlie asked Quinn, flipping open her notepad.

“Uh, chocolate milkshake, burger, and fries?” The order came out as a question because it was what he’d always eaten here in their youth.

“Alright, be right back.” She marched away, picking up a coffee pot from the counter as she went.

Quinn watched her move. She had filled in the way women did when they got out of girlhood. Much like Quinn wasn’t the boy he’d been at eighteen, she wasn’t the same girl either.

She had a smile for everyone and patted an old guy on the shoulder when he got out of his seat and headed toward the door.

She took his order to the kitchen and then ignored him until the chef rang the bell and she had to bring him his lunch.

Once she’d plopped the plate in front of him and placed his shake down more carefully, she took a seat and stared at him.

“You look old. The hair is nice.”

“Easier to maintain.”

“Uh-huh.” Charlie looked out of the window. “You know, I never thought I’d stay here.”