fried-food

From "Lunchtime At The Justice Cafe" :The waitress snarled a grin that lasted just long enough to show a mouthful of stained yellowed teeth, then turned suddenly serious. ___ourse I__ not the one to talk about these folks, I __pose. You see, I used to do a bit of eavesdroppin_ in my day before the sheriff put a stop to that._ __he lifted the stringy blond hair from the side of her face, the opposite side from where she had hidden her pencil. There was a small hole about the size of a quarter where her ear should have been. __s you can see, Mr. McAllister, Sheriff Sweet puts a fairly high price on mindin_ your own business in Justice,_ she added, refilling his cup. __ou want some pie?_ _