An elderly man stepped into view outside the window, heading towards the door. Right on time. "He's here," he said... Austin grabbed a glass and gave it to Ryan. "Root beer, fill 'er up. Think you're probably an expert on the soda fountain by now."
Ryan chuckled.
"Oh, and not too much ice," Austin added with a glance towards the opening front door...
The elderly man stepped inside. He walked with a cane-which almost never touched the floor-and wore jeans with a button-down short sleeve shirt. A charcoal-black ivy hat topped his greying hair.
He sat down on the barstool next to...
An elderly man stepped into view outside the window, heading towards the door. Right on time. "He's here," he said... Austin grabbed a glass and ga...
