"Listen, Jeffrey," I said, "why don't you come back to the café with us and we'll have some coffee and talk a little? Might make you feel better."
I expected him to turn me down but he just nodded. Rebecca and I rose to our feet and then helped Jeffrey up, putting him in the back seat of the car.
I drove to the café and we went inside, sitting down at my usual table. Mongo came over and we ordered some coffee. I got up and followed Mongo back to the bar.
I needed to ask him some questions...
Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
This interlude of compassion is well conceived and written. It juxtaposes well with the action, giving depth to the story. Great stuff, Christopher.
Christopher over 7 years ago
Thanks, guys. I was hoping it wasn't getting boring, but I thought it was an important part of the story. It's about to kick into high gear, though. Just bear with me.