I had breakfast at Betty’s Stockyard Cafe again. This time I got the tomatoes instead of the sausage and OJ instead of coffee. Ava gave me extra tomatoes because I mentioned I had been once before and noticed that tomatoes was what all the regulars got. When I headed out to my car I noticed that about half a dozen of the men who had left before me were all sitting on the porch telling stories and laughing. I pictured old coot Doug Hout being one of them and then I pictured Nattie sitting there with them asking questions about Kingsport in the “old days.” I took this picture of the gathering from my car window.
While I was having breakfast I worked on a chapter in which Jack debates whether or not to hire Nattie as a PI. He realizes that his fear of getting in trouble goes back into his childhood as he remembers an incident from the 4th grade. I may blog that story in the future.