Book Club Killer
““How’d it go?” he asked.
I dropped my purse on the counter, gave him a quick kiss and plopped into a chair. “It was harder than I thought it would be,” I said. “Ed just sat in a chair the whole time with this shell-shocked look on his face.”
Ben poured a glass of wine and brought it to me. “Here, hon. The boys already ate, so I’m making chicken piccata and a salad for dinner.”
I sipped the wine and felt its warmth traveling through me. The first time Ben and I went on a dinner date we both orde...red chicken piccata. It had become our favorite meal whenever comfort food was required.
“That’s so sweet,” I said, putting my feet up on another chair. “How did I ever get so lucky?”
He winked. “I could ask the same question, hon.”
While he went back to work on dinner, we talked about the two hours the book club group spent with Rosemary’s husband. Dora volunteered to bring meals over for the next two weeks. Susie and I offered to take care of laundry and cleaning.MoreLess
I dropped my purse on the counter, gave him a quick kiss and plopped into a chair. “It was harder than I thought it would be,” I said. “Ed just sat in a chair the whole time with this shell-shocked look on his face.”
Ben poured a glass of wine and brought it to me. “Here, hon. The boys already ate, so I’m making chicken piccata and a salad for dinner.”
I sipped the wine and felt its warmth traveling through me. The first time Ben and I went on a dinner date we both orde...red chicken piccata. It had become our favorite meal whenever comfort food was required.
“That’s so sweet,” I said, putting my feet up on another chair. “How did I ever get so lucky?”
He winked. “I could ask the same question, hon.”
While he went back to work on dinner, we talked about the two hours the book club group spent with Rosemary’s husband. Dora volunteered to bring meals over for the next two weeks. Susie and I offered to take care of laundry and cleaning.MoreLess
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