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Day 73, Saturday, November 1
Dinner at the Karmic Café. Poetry Night.
“Whoa.” Jordan stepped into the bright, beautiful café and took a look around.
“I know, huh?” Amanda answered. “Darlene told me she was going to redecorate the place.”
“Not bad,” Jordan said, which was high praise, coming from him.
Amanda and I shared a secret smile. We had decided to surprise him. About all of it.
We sat at our usual table, and even though there were two servers on duty, neither of them waited on us. Amanda had told them not to. She got up to grab us some glasses of water, then I excused myself to go to the restroom.
But really I sneaked into the kitchen.
As soon as I’d done my part, I sat back down, and at a signal from Dave in the kitchen, Amanda took her turn. She left for a moment and ca
