The Room With The Second-Best View - Plot & Excerpts
The cab of Justin’s pickup wasn’t big enough for the three of them, and of course his motorcycle wouldn’t work. In fact, during the tour they’d given Aunt Lorna of their house, the sight of the bike in the garage had set off a twenty-minute harangue about the dangers of motorcycles and how she had barely slept a wink for three years since Justin bought his. Their home had been declared, “Charming, if a bit cramped. When the children come along, you’ll need to look for a more suitable place, of course.” She had fixed Susan with a knowing glance. “And you shouldn’t wait too long. You never know if you might experience difficulties.” Which had sent heat flooding into Susan’s face. Since Aunt Lorna opted against attending church—“I’m far too exhausted to be put on display before the whole town my first day here”—they took her on a driving tour of Goose Creek. When they turned onto the northbound side of Main Street, Justin pointed out the Whistlestop Café on the corner.
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