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“It’s a good thing we don’t gain weight by smell because between here and the bakery, I wouldn’t be able to get through a double-car garage door.”
Brett chuckled. “That’s quite an exaggeration.”
“Trust me. It’s not.”
“I’ll just add on to the house, I guess.” He grinned when she laughed.
When they entered the diner, most patrons waved or called out to them. Brett chuckled.
“It’s like walking intoCheers.”
“I agree. I binged watched that show last year when I was sick, and I loved it.”
“My dad watches it all the time. It doesn’t matter how often he’s seen it. He keeps watching.”
“I see a booth, or would you rather sit at the counter?”
“The booth is fine.” He led her through the tables and stopped beside a booth.
He shook his head when she sat on the side facing the door.
“Why can’t I sit here?”
“I don’t like my back to the door. I want to see what’s going on around me.”
“Okay.” She slid out and then moved to the other side, and he slid in across from her.
“My dad told me a man should be able to watch his surroundings and never sit with his back to the door.”
“I understand. I think I like your dad. He raised you to be a good man, Brett.”
“It wasn’t easy. I was a hellion in my early teens. Vandalism was my choice of fun.”
“I think most teens go through a rebellious stage.”
“Did you?”
“I stayed out one night until three. I was fifteen.”
Brett stared at her. “Why were you out so late?”
“A bunch of us girls went to a dance at school and met some older boys—” She laughed when he shook his head. “Anyway, we left with them and some other friends. We rode around all night. That was it, but my mom was so disappointed that I did nothing like that again.”
“I bet your parents were waiting for you when you got home, weren’t they?” He smiled.
“Yes, and my best friend, Natalie, didn’t want to go home because she knew she’d be in trouble, so we were sneaking in, and the light came on. We froze.” JoJo laughed. “My dad looked at Natalie and told her she needed to get home. Her parents were waiting for her.”
Brett laughed. “We can laugh about those times now, but I pray any kids I have don’t do the stuff I did.”
“Do as I say, not as I do.”
“Right.”
“Hey, you two. What can I get you?”
“Hi, Connie. Just a fried chicken salad and a sweet tea, please.”
“Sure. Brett? Your usual?”
