Dax

Today, I make it to the diner early. Even though I will be working from the hotel room, being on central time in an eastern time zone gives me an extra hour. I’m also here because last night Cory wouldn’t stop razzing me about being an hour late yesterday.

The bell above the door jingles as I make my way inside. The round table in the back of the room is set and ready, but it appears I’m the first one to arrive. There are other ...