Jasika Nicole
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
and there was a woman behind the counter, aged somewhere between 40 and 60.
The woman winked hello.
"'Names, Lexi.
What can I get you?'
"'What do you have?'
I said.
Lexi laughed.
"'Anything you want, long as it's a hamburger, hot dog, or fries.'
"'A hamburger sounds great.'
"'It didn't, actually.'
I'd been on the road long enough, eating in places like this, that I'd started to dream of green vegetables, the magic food that allows your bowels to finally get back to moving.
But I'd take it.
She went into the kitchen.
The man in the corner was disquietingly still.
I found myself watching him carefully for signs of life and thought I saw breathing.
If he wanted to keep to himself, that was fine by me.
I wanted the same.
Lexi came back with a burger that had not only onions, but lettuce and tomato.
It was so much nicer than I expected from whatever kitchen this relic of a bar must have had.
I took a big bite.