As she turned around, Lynn asked, ‘Who is that.’ Lynn pointed at the painting of the Old Indian woman that hung on the wall of pictures. ‘Little...Breeze? The Old woman?’ The waitress asked in confirmation of what Lynn was pointing to. Just then the door to the ‘grill’ opened and a small gust of wind blew through the doorway. Another trucker walked up to the other two and they exchanged handshakes and ‘How do’s!’ ‘Yes, the old Indian woman,’ Lynn said bringing the conversation back to focus.. At most, Polly had been a friend with benefits.I had just hung up from talking to Polly when I heard mom’s car drive in and the garage door close. It was around 9:30, and I was anxious to know how mom’s date went. I stood up when she came in, and I could see her eyes were puffy, and she had been crying. I quickly went to her, put my arm around her back, led her to the couch, and sat her down.“What happened, Mom? Did he hurt you?”Mom waved her hand and shook her head, “No, no, he did not. More

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