My Family Disowned Me After My Marriage. 6 Years Later, They Needed My Help, So I Took The Opportunity For Some Petty Revenge

Securing a Strategic Booth

The gravel crunched beneath our tires as we pulled into the nearly empty parking lot. We entered the diner ten minutes ahead of the scheduled time.

I steered us toward a booth tucked away in the corner near the rear exit. It offered a clear view of the entrance while keeping our backs against the wall.

This strategic position allowed us to survey the room before anyone else arrived.