"I'm not sure the wagon would have been any better," Houri murmured into her cup and then her cheeks heated at the thought of how worse their journey might have been if they had been crowded into the back of a small wagon together. Last night had been hard enough with walls between them.
"Can I get you lovebirds something to eat?" the chirpy girl who appeared at their table didn't look familiar, which meant she probably hadn't worked the night and explained why she was the only one in the room who looked as though they had actually slept. She had to bite her tongue to keep from telling her to go away.
"We're not--" she started but the girl waved her off.
"Oh hush, I heard all about y'all from my Ma. Tore up the dancefloor she said," a sigh. "It sounded romantic. Anyway," she ploughed on before Houri could open her mouth to object. "We have eggs, bacon and real good sausages. Straight from the butcher down the road. Or, if you prefer something sweet my Ma's just baked some fresh cinnamon rolls."
"Can I get you lovebirds something to eat?" the chirpy girl who appeared at their table didn't look familiar, which meant she probably hadn't worked the night and explained why she was the only one in the room who looked as though they had actually slept. She had to bite her tongue to keep from telling her to go away.
"We're not--" she started but the girl waved her off.
"Oh hush, I heard all about y'all from my Ma. Tore up the dancefloor she said," a sigh. "It sounded romantic. Anyway," she ploughed on before Houri could open her mouth to object. "We have eggs, bacon and real good sausages. Straight from the butcher down the road. Or, if you prefer something sweet my Ma's just baked some fresh cinnamon rolls."