He reached over and took her hand, giving it a squeeze. Then he grabbed the check, glanced at it, smiled, and put a twenty on the table. That easily covered their meals and a good tip.
Then he sat back to drink his coffee while she finished eating. "Your little friend. You feeding a shotgun, Mrs. Reynolds?"
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Date: 2014-07-22 03:18 am (UTC)Then he sat back to drink his coffee while she finished eating. "Your little friend. You feeding a shotgun, Mrs. Reynolds?"