“I’m definitely full now,” John said, rubbing his stomach.
Mitch had to agree the portions had been generous.
“I’ll need a walk before going to bed to work off some of this food.”
The idea of a walk alongside this kind, gentle man really appealed to Mitch. He had something he needed to say, and it would be best to do it in the dark. “Okay if I join you?”
John nodded his agreement.
Mitch put up a token protest about John paying the whole check, but soon gave in. He was mollified by John’s suggestion that he pay next time they ate out. Mitch was glad there would be a next time.
Outside in the parking lot, John asked, “Are there any good walks here, or should we head back and stroll along the beach?”
“Here’s good,” Mitch said, knowing if they waited, he’d chicken out. “There’s a footpa
