The Sunny-Side-Up Diner

The elderly man had been coming to the diner for months. Always at the same time, 6am on the dot. He was there as soon as they opened. Amy always served him. His order never changed. Sausage with biscuits and gravy. Jake was his name and he was a kind man, always had a smile for Amy. Never said too much, but Amy found herself opening up to him, for he was easy to talk to. He truly listened and appeared to genuinely care about her.

One foggy morning he was sitting in his usual place again when Amy came in. “Good Morning Jake! I wondered if you would be here this morning, the fog is as thick as pea soup! I should know nothing would stop you from coming though. I will have your order in just a few minutes!”

Jake smiled as he watched her go into the kitchen. He then reached into his pocket making sure the envelope was still there. He couldn’t believe that he had found her after all these years. All that searching had paid off. The adventurous journey was about to begin. Excitement was stirring within him.

Jake took the last bite of his sausage and pulled out the couple dollars that he always left as a tip. He laid the dollars on top of the envelope and quietly left as Amy was busy with another customer. Little did she know that her life was about to take a dramatic turn!

As Jake walked outside the fog had lifted and the sun was breaking through. The sun wasn’t the only thing shining that morning. Jake’s heart glowed too.

to be continued…. 🙂


10 thoughts on “The Sunny-Side-Up Diner

  1. I love a good story and this one is great! I’m already totally immersed in this intriguing tale and can’t wait to discover the contents of the envelope. Please don’t keep me in suspense too long.

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