Chapter 4
Sunny
Taos is one of those small towns where you always know someone anywhere you go. The diner is no different.
I know Rebecca, our server, from yoga and authentic movement classes. Her eyes widen when she sees me come in with Titus. Well, nearly everyone has to look at him when we come in. He is pretty attention-grabbing. The huge, truck-like frame, the leather jacket. The silver beard and rugged good looks. He’s beautiful, and they know he must be new in town because they would’ve remembered seeing him before.
She bustles over to our table. Only then does she peel her eyes off Titus and sees the bump on my head. “What happened to you?”
“Hit and run.” I grimace and hold up my casted arm.
She gasps. “Oh no! That’s horrible.” Her eyes dart to Titus again with a question in
