Chapter 7

They pulled up to the diner and Billy was dismayed to see how busy they were. Cars and teens were everywhere. Music from the jukebox inside spilled out of large speakers around the parking lot. It wasn’t that he minded crowds really, but he would rather be in the background, cooking for instance, than be part of the actual crowd. He sighed and forced himself to climb off.

“Thanks for everything, Gene.” He dared to take a glance at his face, but his eyes revealed nothing. “You…you went above and beyond, really.”

“No problem. I’ve got your number back at the garage and I’ll call you tomorrow with some information.”

Billy nodded and gave a little wave. “Bye.” He turned around. Come after me. Please. Billy didn’t want the evening to end, yet. He was reaching for the door handle when he heard his name.

“Billy!”

Nervously, he turned around to see Gene striding toward him. Oh my God, did my little prayer work?