“Hey Jimmy!” Nathan raised his hand to his friend with a wide grin, “How you doin’, man?”
“Hey, Nate,” Jimmy smiled, but Nathan didn’t miss the slight delay in his old friend’s greeting, and he frowned slightly. “What’s up?” Nathan looked past his friend to see Clem’s big black and dusty Ford truck pulled up to the curb, and watched as Clem, Ashlee, and two other people he vaguely recognised as their friends from Louisiana, climbed out and with a glance head into the diner ahead of Jimmy. Natha