it.â
âLike, remind me never to try this again because itâs yucky?â
Lisa laughed and Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. Sheâd managed to distract Lisa from her problems.
âDo you have time to do a little experimentation tonight?â Hannah asked her.
âIâve got nothing but time. The only thing I have to do tonight is give the dogs their dinner, let them run around the backyard for a while, try my chocolate caramels one more time, and go to bed.â
âHow about Herb? Will he mind if youâre late getting home?â
Lisaâs expression changed to one mixed between sadness and irritation. âHe hasnât been home before midnight for I canât remember how long, and thereâs no reason to think tonight will be any different.â
Hannah was silent. She had no comment. She wished she hadnât asked the question. She wanted to comfort Lisa, to tell her that everything would be okay, but she wasnât sure that would be the case. Was it better to pretend that she wasnât as concerned as Lisa was? She knew that Herb loved Lisa. But sometimes a momentary passion superseded a steady and abiding love. It wasnât right, but it did happen and it would be fruitless to deny it. The better choice would be to pick up on something else Lisa had told her. And that was exactly what Hannah did.
âYou made chocolate caramels?â Hannah asked, driving out of the snow-covered parking lot behind the school.
âYes. I tried my great-auntâs recipe last night. It worked, but I want to try it one more time to make sure. Then Iâll bring some for you to taste. I sent a dozen to work with Herb this morning, and he called me at The Cookie Jar to say he really liked them. He said he gave one to Phyllis and she wanted another, but he told her he was saving them for later.â Lisa gave a little smile. âAt least she didnât get everything she wanted from him!â
âRight.â Hannah decided that the safest thing to do was to change the subject. âIf your caramels work out tonight, we can make some for the Christmas gift bags. I donât know anybody who doesnât like caramels.â
âNeither do I,â Lisa concurred. âBut I shouldnât have mentioned them, Hannah.â
âWhy not?â
Lisa gave a little laugh. âBecause now Iâm getting hungry. And I donât think thereâs much in the refrigerator at home except the bologna and cheese for Herbâs favorite sandwiches in the morning.â
âNow that you mention it, Iâm getting hungry, too,â Hannah admitted. Then she thought back to her schedule for the day and gave a wry smile. âNo wonder! I was so busy, I forgot to eat lunch.â
âMe, too. We had a big lunch crowd today and I didnât even think of it. I guess I could have had a couple of cookies, but what I really wanted was meat.â
âI know that feeling.â Hannah drove down the alley and turned into the parking lot behind The Cookie Jar. âAll I can think about is a double cheeseburger with crispy fries.â
âAnd maybe a salad with bleu cheese dressing and some cheesy garlic bread?â
âOh, yes!â Hannahâs mouth began to salivate, and she swallowed. âIâve got a proposition for you, Lisa.â
âWhatâs that?â
âLetâs figure out how much candy the bags will hold and draw up a schedule of what to make when. And after weâre through, we can go out to the Corner Tavern for salads, garlic bread, cheeseburgers, and fries.â
âAnd maybe some of their Chocolate Coffee Cake for dessert?â
âWhy not!â
Lisa began to smile from ear to ear. âThat sounds really good to me, Hannah!â
As Hannah parked, Lisa grabbed the box with the Christmas gift bags for the children, and then she opened the passenger door.
âYouâre in a hurry?â Hannah
Under the Cover of the Moon (Cobblestone)