Chapter 50Maria came out of the baggage area wearing tan slacks and a deep blue silk blouse. You could not tell she had been on a plane for twelve hours. I walked up to greet her and give her a big hug and kiss. God, she felt good. She stepped back and asked, “Warren, why do you have an overnight bag?”
“Oh, this, I was visiting my son down south and missed my plane yesterday. I flew up from there. Come, let’s get an Uber ride and head to the house.”
Arriving at the house, I asked if she was hungry. She was a little. I prepared a plate of antipasti, poured two glasses of wine, and we walked out onto the back deck to relax and catch up. I set the food on a small table between two chaise lounge chairs. I sat and laid back watching a large cloud pass overhead against a dark blue sky when she
