She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

and it turns out you were being led to it.”

Naomi looked at Ellie laughing softly with Marisol, at Isaiah sleeping under the diner’s old clock, at the wall where past and present now hung side by side.

“Funny thing about diners,” she said. “Sometimes you think you’re just serving coffee.”

Hank smiled.

“And?”

She looked at him.

“And sometimes you’re building continue reading …