About Time
Stories from the diner

She placed a plate of steaming fried chicken in front of him with some black-eyed peas and cornbread on the side, just like she did every Wednesday evening. She topped off his coffee, looked at him, and said “Is everything good, Cowboy?” And like he always did, he grunted his approval, and dug into his meal. She leaned against the far counter thinking to herself, “Someday, this cowboy will be mine.” So, she smiled at him, and as if he read her thoughts, his eyes twinkled and his lips curled. “Isn’t it about time we just got married, Darlin'?”
- Julie O'Hara 2023
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