After searching through the App Store, I found Uber Eats and downloaded it. I had never used one of these apps, but I needed to buy something for Sage to eat tonight after Bethany completely trashed her dinner.
“Okay,” the waiter said, setting down plates of appetizers on our table. “Caprese and caviar and another bottle of champagne for the table.” He set a bottle of champagne, sitting in an ice bucket, on the center of the table. “Enjoy.”
I lifted my gaze while the girls each took some. “Thank you.”
Instead of grabbing some myself, I peered back down at my phone and frowned. A selection of restaurants popped up on the screen, and I scrolled through them.
Where did Sage buy those burgers from again?
Where did Sage buy those burgers from again?Burger … World?
Burger … World?When no r
