Chapter 32
The hostess led us to a table in the back and gave us menus. Jan and I caught up for several minutes before picking them up. Although we hadn’t seen each other in several months, it felt like it had been yesterday. She looked terrific, as always, with her frosted blond hair pulled up in a twisted bun. She wore a black suit with a red silk blouse and heels and carried her signature crème-colored Kate Spade bag which held everything imaginable.
After our waiter came by for the second time, we picked up on the hint and ordered chicken Caesar salads and a bottle of La Crema Chardonnay. As we talked, I wondered why we didn’t get together more often, knowing deep down that she had a full line-up of people waiting to spend time with her.
Once our salads arrived and our wine glasses
