Brady woke to the sound of his phone buzzing. He stretched, yawned, then reached over to the bedside
table. Remembering the night before he smiled realizing who would be calling him, answered, “Hello
“Wow, now that’s a morning greeting I could get used to.” Clifford replied, “Good morning to you also.”
“What time is it?” Brady asked.
“You’re up early. Why so?”
“I want to take you to breakfast Brady
“Mm, I’ll be ready in 30 minutes.”
“Great I’ll see you then.”
Brady hung up. He took a quick shower, and got dressed. His mom was sitting at the kitchen table reading her scriptures for the morning. “Are you going to join me morning scriptures?”
“Of course Mom. What are you reading?”
“The book of Levt…”
“Stop right there!” Brady cut her off. “I know where you’re going with this and I don’t have time to argue with you first thing this morning. Now if you have a scripture that’s inspirational and not diminutive. I’ll stay “
“Well I thought if I showed you...”
“Mom.” Once again interrupting her, “You realize this is the same scripture that tried to rip my life apart. I’m not going through that again. Anyway I’ve got to go. I’ll see you this afternoon.
“Where are you going?”
“If you must know I’m going to breakfast with Clifford.”
“Humph” was all Marty could muster.
“I love you Mom.”
Brady knocked on Clifford’s door. Angie answered. “Well hello Brady,” embracing him and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Good morning Angie. Is Clifford ready?”
“Oh Clifford!” she sang, “Have a seat.” She gestured to the couch.
“Coming Mom.” He yelled back.
“How did you enjoy the movie last night?”
Brady answered, “It was really good. I didn’t realize there were movies like that. Clifford said he had a whole collection. Can’t wait for movie night.” he winked.
“He really is corrupting you.” she smiled.
“Yes he is.” They laughed.
“What have I done now?” Clifford chimed in as he entered the living room.
“Oh nothing.” Brady giggled as he stood and crossed the room to kiss Clifford good morning.
“It is now.” He smiled, “You ready?”
“Sure. Goodbye Angie.”
“Bye bye you boys behave.”
“Yes ma’am.” They both said.
“C’mon.”, Clifford said as he grabbed Brady’s hand. They got into Clifford’s blue Nissan Altima.
“Where are we going?”
“A little diner I know.”
“Okay.” They rode about ten minutes when they pulled into the parking lot of a small Mom & Pop diner. They got out of the car, entered the diner. It wasn’t very crowded.
A tall dark haired man mid twenties with a full beard, shoulder length hair turned to them, “Cliffy!” he exclaimed as he picked Clifford up in a bear hug, twirled him around a couple of times before placing gently him back on the floor, and kiss him on the cheek.
Clifford seriously blushing, “Hi Grant. Good to see you.”
“I thought you’d be up to your neck in Spanish caballeros by now.”
“I didn’t go had one awesome reason to stay.” he grabbed Brady’s hand once again.
“Grant, meet my boyfriend Brady.” Grant stuck out his hand for Brady to shake.
“Ooh fierce.” Grant hissed as Brady took his hand. Now it was Brady’s turn to blush. They all laughed. “A table for two I presume?”
“Please.” Clifford answered. They followed Grant to a table near the back of the diner but by a window to the street.
“Thank you.” They both said. He gave them each a menu.
“I’ll be back to get your order. Would you like coffee or tea?”
“Earl Grey.” They spoke at the same time again. They looked at each other with their mouths hanging open, then broke into giggles like school girls.
“Earl grey it is.”, Grant rolled his eyes and walked off.
“What was that?” Clifford asked once he got himself under control.
“I have no idea.” Brady replied, “We never talked about what type of tea we like or that we don’t drink coffee for breakfast.”
“I know. Spooky.” Clifford whispered.
“Stop it.”, Brady elbowed him softly
“What do you want?”
“I think a Western omelet with wheat toast.” Brady answered.
“Okay sounds good.” Grant returned with two mugs of tea...
“You guys ready?”
“Yes, one veggie omelet with rye toast and one Western omelet both with wheat toast.”
“Very well. Just a few minutes. It’s not too busy.” turned and left toward the kitchen.
“What doing this weekend?” Clifford asked.
“Nothing really, school starts Wednesday for me.”
“Want to take a trip down the coast?”
“It’s a surprise. I have some friends that’s been bugging me to come down and see their new place. And I’d really like you to meet them.”
Their food came. Brady thought about what Clifford had asked him. He’d love to see some place new. “Sure why not.”
“Can we leave this afternoon?”
“Okay. How long are we going to be gone?”
“I’ll get you back in time for Sunday evening services.”
“At least that will ease some debating with Mom. Okay we’ll finish here and go back and pack.”
“Yep. Sounds like a good plan. I’ll call and tell them we’re coming.”
“They won’t be mad you didn’t give them any notice?”
“I am. I’m telling them we’ll be there tonight. We’re not just showing up on the door steps.”
“I meant more notice.”
“Naw, they told me to come anytime. They are so cool. I’m hoping we’ll be them in a few years.”
“Never mind you’ll see. Eat up.