Below is Chapter Two from my novel, Shotglass Memories. This is unedited copy currently out for notes and representation.
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If you haven’t read the first chapter prologue or Chapter One, give them a read before continuing.
Kelsey Halliday served breakfast to a full house, laying plates of variations based on meat and eggs, coupled with hash browns, and mixed with mugs of coffee, or glasses of orange juice.
“Thank you,” an older gentlemen said.
“You’re welcome,” Kelsey said. “All set then?”
“I think we’re good. Right dear?”
“Do you have any ketchup?” asked the woman next to him. Her blue-tinged hair glowed against the backdrop.
“Sure I do. Here you go.”
“And a glass of water?”
“That I can most certainly do.”
“Make that two.”
Kelsey’s Lakeside Market sat a few blocks in from the water. A partial diner and partial market for essential items, which stayed open between the hours of seven and four. You could get a coffee, and a meal on the cheap, while shopping for soap and milk. It had counter space and a number of booths lining the wall, with one by the window. (more…)