Chapter Forty
When I was clean, I turned the water off, drying my body before slipping on my clothing. I didn’t bother drying my hair, instead letting the damp strands fall around my shoulders. I straightened the bathroom, hanging up my towel before flipping the light off and heading down the hallway towards the kitchen. I didn’t know what I was going to do for breakfast. Maybe the donuts from yesterday?
Did Derrick even like donuts? I knew one thing we could agree on was coffee. He’d come to the diner and sat in my section drinking enough of it for me to know how he liked it.
The sun streamed through the kitchen windows. I walked to the cabinet, pulling out the coffee press and the canister of coffee grinds. I scooped a few tablespoons in before placing the canister back in the cabine
