The small shack was darkly lit and Hayley could scarcely read the menu in front of her. She could see that Austin was also having a difficult time.

"I don't need to read this. I know exactly what I want."

The waiter approached the table and picked up the menu as Austin laid it down. "Give me the best steak in the house, with a side of potato."

"How would you like it, sir?"

"Well done please."

Hayley closed her menu and handed it to the server.

"I will have the same, with a glass of water." As the waiter nodded and left the table, Hayley smiled at her friend.

"Do you come here often?"

"Not really. This is my second visit, since I left home."

"You never did say why you left home."

"No, I never did." Austin reached for his napkin, creased and folded it.

The waiter came back to the table with Hayley's glass of water. She picked it up and took a sip as she searched Austin's eyes, trying to read his thoughts. "You aren't any better at folding napkins than I am at tying rope." Hayley giggled. He continued to occupy himself with the napkin, as though he had not heard her comment. "I hope your dinner is delicious. I would hate to think your evening would be a total loss."