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Chapter 10
*ring ring*
*ring ring*
"Hello?" Nancy asked into the phone
"Hey, it's Frank. I'm in the kitchen in the diner playing short order cook."
"Has that grandchild of Jake's engineer showed up yet?" Nancy asked hopefully
"Just came in with this lady who's even older than he is. And get this, he's a retired miner, so every time I finish and order and ring the pick up bell, he thinks it;s the mine shaft elevator bell and for some reason it makes him start telling his lady friend about his grandfather." Frank explained
"You mean, you ring the bell and he starts talking about James Thurston?" Nancy clarified
"Exactly." Frank confirmed "Of course, 5 seconds later, he's rambling on about something totally unrelated, but I just fill an order, ring the bell and ding. He picks up right where he left off. That is, unless I fill the order wrong and the waitress chews me out. She's got a voice like a chainsaw. Not attractive." Frank complained
"Sounds like you better keep your ears open and your nose to the grindstone." Nancy advised
"I am. Just wanted to keep you posted." Frank stated quietly
"Well, good luck!" Nancy said cheerfully
"Thanks, talk to ya soon." Frank hung up the phone.
Frank's POV:
*All right, what burger am I starting with?*
I picked up the order list from the counter and read it
Volcano Burger:
Onions
Jalapenos
Hot Mustard
Bacon
Cheese
*Sweet, better get started*
I put all the ingredients together and put the burger bun on top
*ding ding*
I pressed the bell
"So, do you know what you want to order yet, Edna?" the Old Timer asked
"I'm still looking." came from an old and frail voice, assumed to be Edna
"Did I tell you that my granddaddy was the engineer on a private train owned..."
*Blah, blah, blah. He's not talking about anything interesting*
I kept filling out the orders until I heard the Old Timer say something interesting for once
"... But the craziest thing Jake Hurley ever did, was tell granddad the secret to finding his mine. It's so bizarre that I remember it to this day. This is what Crazy Jake Hurley told granddad, word for word." The Old Timer began
"The eye of the tiger is fixed on a star,
Zircon lies in fingers that scar.
Amethyst floats in a hand from the deep,
Citrine is what a fowl mouth shall keep.
Tourmaline by a soft arm is ensnared,
Peridot rests at the foot of the mare." The Old Timer recited
I wrote it down on my notepad and folded it neatly into my backpack
*I'd better show this to Nancy and Joe.*
Author's Note: Thank you for reading, please review! ciao ciao :)
Love Shubabi
