one conversation after another

One of the benefits of living in Seymour, a small suburban community, is that you run into your friends and people know where ever you go.
I pulled into the parking lot at Connie’s Kitchen next to a red pickup when I noticed that a familiar person was about to get into it. It was Sam King, my old neighbor and the regional record holder.
As soon as he realized it was me, he yelled to De Lores, his wife who was getting in the opposite side and couldn’t see me, to look who just drove up.

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