The Muse by Nicholas Matthews

Author:Nicholas Matthews
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
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Published: 2013-05-22T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The place that Gibson had in mind was an all-night retro diner called Marty’s on the other side of town made to look like something out of the 1950's. It was a mixture of polished chrome, blazing neon, and smells that made even the most refined mouths water. It even had an antique jukebox that was playing something by Buddy Holly when they walked in. It felt like they had gotten in a DeLorean and taken a trip back through time. Faith smiled the moment they walked in. This was something ripped right out of a simpler time, and the atmosphere itself was medicine for the soul.

“This is great,” Faith said. “How did you find this place?”

“I painted the owner once upon a time,” Gibson said. “He offered me a free meal, and I took him up on it. It's been one of my favorites ever since. The food here is amazing. It’s probably not the healthiest place in the world, but you will be stuffed when we leave. I promise.”

“Food is one of the best comforts I can think of. This is just what the doctor ordered.”

They sat down at a booth that had padded, red seats which sparkled in the neon. The table was made from stainless steel and red acrylic that matched the upholstery. Track lighting was done in such a way that alternating rays of neon and white gave the place a wholesome, fun atmosphere. The menus were drawn in garish colors designed to look like the screen of a drive-in movie. A couple of film projectors mounted on the ceiling beamed images of Frankie Avalon and Annette Funicello onto the walls. Although nobody was really watching the movie, it was clear they were on a beach somewhere, and the plot involved surfing.

A waitress dressed in a starched white skirt, red blouse, and roller skates glided over to them with a notepad and a pencil in hand. She was smiling at them, particularly at Gibson. “Well, as I live and breathe,” she said. “Gibson finally shows up here with a girl! I didn’t think you had it in you.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” Gibson said, winking at Faith as he said it.

The waitress looked over her shoulder and motioned to the cook. “Hey Tony! Check this out! Gibson finally decided to bring a date with him.”

The short-order cook was a little greasy guy in a white paper hat who had an open face and an honest smile. “Hey Gibson!” he said, pleased to see his friend. “It's about time! This is a momentous occasion. Dinner is on me! I insist!”

Gibson smiled sheepishly, not used to all of the attention. Faith touched his hand reassuringly, amused at everyone's reaction. “I take it you come here alone quite a bit.”

Gibson laughed. “Is it that obvious?”

“I'm Joanie,” the waitress said, extending a hand to Faith. “Gibson, here, is a regular. He can tell you all of the good things on the menu. I think he's tried everything at least twice.

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