Ashley’s Offer, PT.1
Daniel Goddard sat at his table. On yet another service call to some far-flung place, this time he found himself in a charming, though really small mid-western town. So small it was, he had actually used a vacation rental app to rent a little bungalow for the week he would be here, as it beat the other place to stay; a local bedbug hotel (or so the reviews claimed). Pushing the ‘Double-Nickel’ in years, Dan had worked his 6ft/183cm frame hard, & managed to stay in excellent shape, and were it not for his fast-graying hair, he could pass for a man 20 years his junior. It had been a long day, and it may have appeared as though he was looking at this menu, but Dan was in fact eavesdropping on the two waitresses …