The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 342) He Heard Her
As Lyla was walking to the grocery store, she decided on what to do about dinner tonight with Crispin. She remembers the remarkable meal he had prepared for her months earlier and would like to top that if it is even possible. She recalls he had help, but she still feels she can prove to be competitive.
“Yeah, that’s right. I remember an older man prepared the meal.” She says to herself as she looks at the various cuts of meat in the display case.
“What’s that you said?” asks the employee behind the counter. He is a large man, with shiny thick black hair and a kind round face. He puts his arms up on the glass case and leans toward her as he strikes up a conversation. “Oh, I was. . . I was wondering what you would consider to be a fantastic meal?” she quickly states now embarrassed that he heard her talking to herself. “Who ya feeding?” he asks. “It will be dinner for two.” She grins.
“Well, I’m a meat and potatoes kind of guy, so if you were feeding me I’d want a nice choice cut T-bone steak,” He pulls two out of the display, “with a fat baked potato.” He pauses for a minute, “and Texas toast, maybe a salad too.” The man smiles wide as if proud of himself and now possibly even a little hungry.
“You know, that does sound pretty good. I’ll take it!” Lyla grins as the man wraps the meat up and sticks the price tag on it.
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