Chapter 1Muddy Miser’s Café
Zanesville, Ohio
“Maybe we should eat,” Barb said to Janet. “They went to all this trouble to set us up and bring us together, after all.”
The two women tucked into plates of the house specialty steak. At the first bite, Barb moaned her pleasure, bringing a quick smile to Janet’s lips.
“So,” she whispered, “you moan when you eat too.”
Barb flipped a hand at her and kept eating.
When the dinner plates had been cleared and they were informed dessert and coffee were imminent, Janet found the courage to start talking about the future. Taking a deep breath, she asked, “So where do we go from here?”
“Good question,” Barb said. She thought about cracking a joke but decided against it. Too soon. “I think we should go slower than we, uh, started out; fall back a
