Richard and his son Rock had driven all night and were in a town somewhere in Missouri about which neither were even remotely familiar. They were both exhausted and hungry. It was not yet daybreak when they walked into a department store that Rock thought seemed closed. There were no more than a few employees there, and Richard and he were the only customers.
Apparently, someone knew they wanted food and brought out a plate heaped with pork chops, fried potatoes, and eggs. An overweight, bearded young man handed it to Rock, who placed it on a card table near a display of televisions and laptop computers. They sat at the table, and Rock pushed the plate toward Richard.
"Here, man, I can wait," he said.
"I wonder if they'll bring more," Richard said.
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