The early morning sun had barely crested the horizon when Michael Carter pulled into the parking lot of Carter’s Diner, a place that had been the heart of his life since childhood. The building’s red-brick exterior and striped awning looked familiar, almost comforting, but today they struck him differently. Something was off. Normally, the diner would emit the smell of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon even before the doors…
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