Cici
peeked into the dining room. "Are we eating anytime soon?"
Alex
laughed. "We are. Come on, Pastor Ken, we'll put you to work."
"Oh,
good. What a relief." He grinned. "I was afraid you might make me
sing for my supper. I'd starve. I can't carry a tune in a bucket."
"No
one starves in Holiday Diner," Alex said.
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