CHAPTER 12Shani stood poised by the table to take their orders. She turned to Abby first. "Let me guess? You'll have the clam strip basket?"
"I guess I come here too much."
Shani shook her head, sending dark braids flying. "No way, girl! We only remember what our regulars order."
"Well, thank you. And yes, I'll have the clam strips basket. No sauces, thanks."
Shani tapped her pen on the pad and looked at Jasper. "And what about you, sir? Didn't she say that you're a local author?"
"He wrote Battered Bells," Abby added helpfully. "I'm told it's steampunk meets the Hunt for Red October."
"Really? I don't know what that means."
Jasper grinned. "That's okay, it's really a love story about a man who'll do anything for the woman he loves."
"That's what I'm talking about," Shani said. "No
