WHEN she got back to the table, he was sitting there with both of the burgers. He had his hands in his lap and was waiting politely for her to return before he began eating.
“Hi, I’m Penny Searle. Can we start over?”
“Pleased to meet you, Penny. I hope you’re hungry,” he smiled up at her, gesturing for her to sit down across from him.
She sat down and cut her burger in half. Picking up three onions with her fork, she placed them daintily between the bun and cheese, before grabbing the half-burger, still too big for her hands and took a bite.
“Mmm, God, that’s so good,” she mumbled between chews, “How’s yours?”
Nick picked up his whole burger and took a big bite of it, sauce dripping onto his chin and hands. He put the burger down and wiped his hands and face.
“Good,” he said, trying
