The Woman Who Ordered the Same Thing Every Night

It was the summer of '97, at the Dixie Dew Diner on Highway 21 outside a town called Crenshaw, Alabama. I worked the graveyard shift, and every night just past 2:00 AM, she walked in. Same booth, same order: black coffee, no sugar, and a slice of lemon meringue pie she never touched. At first I thought she was just lonely, some widow who couldn't sleep. But the more I watched her, the more I noticed things were wrong. The pie always sweated beads of water. The ice in the glass never melted. And every time she left a five-dollar bill on the table, it felt cold, like it had been sitting in a freezer. I asked around. Nobody else had ever served her. Nobody else had ever seen her. But I saw her, night after night, and the night I finally asked her name was the night the pie wept amber tears. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LastCallAtTheDiner #Luna #CreepyCustomer #DixieDew #Alabama #Highway21 #GraveyardShift #LemonMeringuePie #PieWept #BlackCoffee #Crenshaw #Summer97 #GhostStory #DinerHorror #SoloNarration #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo