The Greenville Inn br is at a corner br where the history br of a stone fireplace br still burns in Winter br br We did not wait br to be seated br a table empty br by a flowered window br br Three gold ceramic br pots were lined up br and a sign asking for br antiques above us br br The room was dim br but I studied the br way the outside light br streamed in on you br br the way your foot br rubbed up against br mine br hands struggling br to stay still... br br then the waitress br handed us our menus.