Chapter Thirty
John
The server appears curious as he looks at Lilah. It was noticeable how he looked at her when we were seated and when he took our orders. He also thinks she’s drop-dead gorgeous. Giving her the pen and walking away, he must have known she doesn’t have paper. Standing at a distance, it’s clear he’s looking at us, that she wrote on something, and he seems curious because as he walked over to place our orders on the table, he specifically looked for the object that had been written on. I’m not sure he saw what’s written on it, though I don’t care if he saw it or not, but for Lilah’s sake I ensure he doesn’t get a prolonged look at the napkin.
We have dinner and take a walk to the promenade to look at the flickering lights over the ocean. We’re standing by the stone handr
