After Carl had left, I said, “You must trust him. Some guys would bring you a fifty buck bottle.”
“Hey, the Migliores are good folks. And this place is the best-kept secret in Stafford.”
“Then I’m glad you suggested it.”
All he said was, “So am I.” If I hadn’t been sure he was straight, I’d have thought there was a message in his smile.
It took a little longer to bring the wine than I would have expected. When it came, a waiter brought it. He also had a basket of hot, crusty bread that smelled heavenly.
“Hello, Mr. Blount. I’m going to be taking care of you gentlemen this evening. Would you like to order now, or do you need more time?”
“Hi, Josh. This is Dr. Pell. We’ve been so busy talking we haven’t even looked at the menus yet.”
“Hello, Dr. Pell. Welcome to Dino’s. I didn’t mean
