I hear muffled voices exchangin’ conversation, then heavy boots pounding against the floor towards me. Looking up over the thin newspaper, I make eye contact with Colton. Without invitation he slides into the booth, clearin’ his throat as he relaxes against the cool vinyl. “Mornin’, sunshine. You look awfully cheerful today.” I mock. “Smartass.” He snaps back at me. “Carly Jo told me I’d find you here.” Folding the newspaper up, I place it on the side of the table then give Colton a curt nod. “So are you here to get back on her good graces?” “Man, she’s pissed in the wind at me.” “Well you didn’t only hit me with a low blow last night. What do ya expect?” Shruggin’ his shoulders he says, “She said not only was I insensitive towards Savannah’s situation, but I also sliced at healin’ wounds that you needed no reminder of.”
