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Out to Lunch

11/7/2014

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"How did you know I'd be here?" she asked him, surprised and content at the same time.

"Honey, I brought you. We rode here together." He finished removing his dark overcoat and slid into the booth, facing her from across their shared table.

"You most certainly did not! Why, I drove myself here, in my own car!. I have a Cadillac, you know. Its powder yellow, almost like a canary." She paused, and then said "I think I'm going to have the Swiss steak, its the lunch special today." she fumbled with the menu.

"Swiss steak sounds delicious dear. I can't quite make up my mind just yet." He stated.

"Dear? What kind of a lady do you think I am anyway? Why I have half a mind to telephone my husband this instant, but, he wouldn't be home I suppose. He is never home when I need him to be. Just once, it would be nice if that man could get home at a reasonable hour and help me put those children of his to bed! Do you know how busy and frustrating it can be to get four children to bed on time?"

"Mm hmm, I do know. I think I'll order the Two Egg Breakfast, with hash browns and a side of fruit. The melon should be in season right now. This place used to get their melons fresh from Ole Doc down the road. I wonder how he's doing these days, haven't seen him in  a good long while."
He stared out the window.

"Ole Doc? Ole Doc Hodges? Oh, I remember him...we went to the dance together back in high school...or was that the one year when the fair was in town? Anyway, his first name is Milford. What an odd first name, I would never name a child that. Milford Hodges, it just sounds horrible!"

She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. He chuckled and reached for her wrinkled hands.

"I love you" he said to her.

"I love you too dear" she replied, "but we can't tell my husband!"
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