"Honey, are you ok?" I hear a soothing voice and look up to see Sally.
Sally has been working at the diner for a long time and she is sort of like our den mother. She is always very nice to me and I smile at her. She is a little out of focus and I realize I have been crying. My cheeks feel wet and I try to wipe them with my hands.
"Oh, baby girl. What's wrong?" Sally says and pulls my hands away from my face. She has a tissue and wipes my cheeks while she holds my hands.
"I'll be ok." I say and sit up a little, trying to put on a brave face.
"Sure you will." She says and looks at me with a sarcastic smile.
I smile back at her, she can see though me easily. I guess I am pretty easy to read nowadays. I stand up and straighten my apron. I grab the coffee pot.
"Thank you Sally. Really, I will be ok." I say, lying through my teeth.
She has a sad look on her face as I turn with the coffee pot. I go to the old couple first and they also look concerned. Great, now we have a pity party. I give them a quick smile and move on. I get to the biker's table and they are almost done.
"You guys want dessert?" I ask, reaching for my pad.
The other two order pie and then I turn to him. He looks at me and smiles. Here it comes.
"Yes, I do. But I am trying to figure out how much it costs." He says and leans back, crossing his arms.
I put my pad back in my apron and walk away.
