My friend needs to sit out of the sun, so she chose our table and seats at Shenanigans.
That's when I became a difficult lunch date.
While she explained a dilemma concerning a book project, I listened carefully and understood the issues. I even asked questions when I was confused.
I couldn't help staring past her gesturing left hand, where the dairy cases lit up like Christmas.
My lunch was delicious, my companion patient, the light beautiful.
I may have to go back tomorrow.
To try again.