Chapter 6
The restaurant we went to was really nice, but fortunately still casual enough that I didn't feel completely out of place there. What had Miranda called it? A tapas bar? It was awesome – like, all you can eat appetizers! There were so many different kinds and I was determined to try each and every one.
"So, what do you think, Annie?" Miranda asked me between bites.
"This is great!" I said.
"No, about the wine?" she reminded me.
"Oh sure, wine sounds good. I don't know much about it, so whatever you think is good is probably going to be fine by me."
Miranda giggled.
"What?" I asked.
"You're so refreshing, Annie! Richard was always so damned picky about his wine and he would never let me choose. 'This is an excellent vintage, Miranda, I'm surprised you're not enjoyi
