"Just the special," Henry said, his voice rasping slightly. "And coffee."
He swallowed. The meat felt heavy in his throat. ltbeef
"Look at that, Dad," she’d said, holding up a sheet of paper. "It's a code." "Just the special," Henry said, his voice rasping slightly
He looked down at his plate. The gravy was congealing. The world was solid again—cold, wet, gray. "Just the special