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Post by becca on Nov 9, 2010 22:07:22 GMT -8
She smiled embarrassed. "Yes, I should. If you need me just say something." She went off to help other customers. But she couldn't be interested in Jerrie. He had this trustworthiness to him. She kept giving him small glances.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 9, 2010 22:18:11 GMT -8
Jerrie watched her from time to time, during his meal. He finished, setting a sizeable tip down along with what he owed for the coffee and sandwich. He tipped his hat to her as he left, the knife and carving having long ago returned to his pocket.
((Exit Jerrie))
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Post by becca on Nov 9, 2010 22:47:20 GMT -8
She watched him go and gasped when she saw the size of his tip.
[END THREAD]
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