Maya reached across the table and put her hand on his. “So maybe today you’re asking for both.”
For a long moment, he said nothing.
“Papaw, you have to try the chicken and waffles,” she said. chicken and waffles cracker barrel
Earl looked down at the plate. The syrup was pooling in the waffle squares like little amber lakes. He cut another piece. Maya reached across the table and put her hand on his
The waitress, a cheerful woman named Dottie who knew his usual order by heart, approached with her pad ready. “The usual, Earl?” he said nothing. “Papaw
Maya leaned forward. “Well?”