Chapter 16 Missing The Place, Again
- The restaurant was not a restaurant yet.
- It was a building on the corner of Main and Elm. The windows were papered over. The sign out front was blank. The last business had been a hardware store. The floors still smelled like sawdust and turpentine.
- Julian had the key. His mother’s cousin owned it. He had given them three months free. “Family rate,” he had said. “You feed me, we are even.”