Salt Shaker

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When Layne Parrish stepped into the diner, he was looking for something to eat. That was all. Maybe some quiet time. Certainly not someone he didn't know sitting at this table calling him by a name he had never heard before and then spending way too long apologizing. And fiddling with the salt shaker. Constantly fiddling.