I had seen this chevy parked in front of the cafe every day at 12:30. Who did this car belong to? The plates were from Oregon and driving all the way to ca was a long way. Why would anyone come to this country bumpkin town? One traffic light one diner, one gas station too many churches and no work. The steeel factory just closed down. I noticed everything that moved differently in this dried up place. I saw everything that moved or crawled into town
A hot summer day, 12:30. I could hear the roar of that chevy cornering Main Street. Slowing down, the exhaust backfires like a shotgun. the car pulls into the usual parking space of Grady,s diner right in the front .the heavy car door opened and I could tell the gust of wind flung it wide open from the passengers hand, iThe door made a screeching sound like an old rusty mattress spring as it swayed back n forth in wind.
Oh no...it couldn't be him. Why would he come back? Daddy told him never to set foot back in this town again, or else, I know what my Daddy would do. He was only protecting me from a big hurt of pain from this drifter. I thought I loved him and I did want to run away w him before. Daddy was right. tROUBLe that is all. I was over him, why did he have to come back and stir up trouble. I am in love w preachers son. (U know what they say about preachers sons)