Chapter 322

Madelyn didn't find the eatery unpleasant. She thought it was difficult to spot in a place like this.

After only a little bit of time eating, the other people at the other tables were done with their food and left. Now, only Madelyn and Forrest were still in the restaurant.

The person who owned the restaurant was an old man in his sixties. He had on reading glasses and seemed to be sewing something. He was having a hard time getting the thread through the needle. He went over to Forrest and asked, "Forry, could you help me? My eyesight isn't as good as it used to be."

Forrest had just finished eating, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and got up, saying, "What do you need to sew? Let me check it out."

"It's a piece of clothing. It got a hole from a nail last time, but it can still be fixed."

"What about your wife?"

"She went out to walk the dog. She won't be back for a bit."

Forrest took the place where the owner had been sitting, picked up an old, blue piece of clothing.

Madelyn