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stubbornness evident as it sit down, refusing to move.
    They soon turned out onto the two lane, paved road and headed toward the small farming town of Chestnut. The town of Chestnut set in the middle of the county, that laid close to the Tennessee/ Kentucky boarder and was mostly made up of small family owned businesses, although over the past few years a few chain stores had moved in, but the small town feel was still very evident, as everybody waved at everybody, happily smiling even at strangers that often traveled through.
    The sun was shining, with very little traffic, maybe a car or two, which was common for this part of the county. Emily had to hold her hands over her eyes to shade the sun it was so bright, but still yet she enjoyed the way the sun warmed her skin through the window, and the twenty mile trip to town from the Canton house was for most days a peaceful one. As long as it wasn't raining or snowing. The snow always made the roads slick as hell she thought, as she remembered the time, when her Dads old truck slid almost all the way into town. He couldn’t stop as it slid this way and that, she would look off to the side and think they would slide off into the ditch, then he would turn the wheel and the car would go the other direction. It was scary as hell, and also when it rained the rivers would flood over flowing on to the roads, which washed out all of the small graveled and dirt roads. She had even heard stories but never witnessed it, of family’s having to take a boat to get out of their homes, but Emily wondered how true that was.
    As they entered town Emily looked off to the left at the new construction going on, "What are they building their daddy?" she looked at him curiously.
    "Not sure, another chain store, I guess. I don't know what’s going to become of this town." he answered her, frowning. Emily knew that her Dad worried about the building of the big chain stores, and was afraid it would cause the small business’s to go under and have to close their doors. This had already happened to a few of the stores in town. Emily shook her head at the thought, remembering the old candy store they used to visit every Wednesday. It was a sad day when she learned of the store closing its doors, but many called it progress. Emily couldn’t understand how the closing of a business could be considered progress.
    They soon parked in front of the coffee shop. Emily jumped out of the truck, as she felt her stomach growl with hunger for the regular Wednesday meal of meatloaf, mashed potatoes, corn and cornbread. She could see Billy’s Mustang parked across the street in front of the drug store, and looked around but didn’t see Billy anywhere. Why am I looking for him? She asked herself as she followed her dad into the coffee shop of twelve tables, the tables was always set up, coffee cups turned over on saucers, silverware wrapped in napkins, sugar, salt and pepper in the middle of the table all on a blue tablecloth. The coffee shop was always full of the regular crowd, setting around chatting, mostly town gossip, Emily thought, and laughed to herself. Everyone turned around and spoke, “Hey Jack, Emily how’s it going to day,” as they entered the swinging glass door. “Good, how’s it going with you?” Jack shook their hands smiling. Emily smiled at them as she found a seat by the window. The window had a full view that looked out on to the town, and Emily found herself, looking through it for Billy. Where is he she thought to herself? Debbie one of the waitress’s a slim big breasted blond, rushed over to the table, with a glass of tea in each hand.
    "Tea guys" she said with a smile and set the glasses in front of them, she pretty much knew everybody’s order before they told her.
    "Sure," Jack answered her and two of the lunch special's Deb," he smiled, flirting with her a little, Emily thought and watched the waitress walk off.
    Jack looked across the table at Emily as the waitress walked