Chapter 14 – On the RoadMel
Friday, October 16th, 2014
Gatlinburg, Tennessee
I cut a bite out of the stack of pancakes with fruit topping and popped it in my mouth. The zing of the cherries sent a shiver down my spine. Dana watched me, amusement lighting her eyes.
“Usually I’m the one clamoring for the next meal. It’s funny to watch you get so into your food.”
“These are amazing. You should try them.”
“No thanks. I felt like having an omelet today.”
“Omelet at a pancake house, that’s...that’s,” I searched for the word, “blasphemy! That’s what that is.” We both laughed. “Seriously though, I’m really going to miss this...all of this. Just you and me, the mountains, doing what we want, eating what we want...no work...”
“Mel, you have more than a hundred grand socked away and, with my
