Chapter 9
I spent all Saturday afternoon stressing about every little thing. Baking for Mayor Ramsey put me on edge. Cooking for Graham wound me up tighter than a bow.
When I got up, I cleaned Max’s apartment from top to bottom. I put everything away and made sure the place was as close to perfect as it could get. It wasn’t big, but the bed was made, the couch was sprayed with air freshener, and the carpet was vacuumed. Hell, I even cleaned the oven.
Just after lunch time I mixed angus ground beef, bread crumbs, eggs, onions, and spices together and formed my meatballs. I wanted to cook them right before Graham got there so I let them sit in the fridge until I was ready. Then I baked a banana cake, a half dozen hoagie rolls, and sliced the potatoes into ultra-thin pieces.
With the food
