without looking at her. He was a little embarrassed that he had been so early. He had been looking forward to this lunch all night and day. He had barely slept last night, but that was nothing abnormal about his life.
The waitress interrupted his thoughts asking what they wanted to drink. Katie said a sweet tea without lemon, and he ordered a glass of milk. When the waitress walked away, they grabbed the menus and started looking at them.
“What do you suggest?” Jack asked. I have not eaten here before.
“Everything is good, but my favorite thing here is the open faced turkey sandwich,” Katie said.
“That sounds good. I think I will have one of those,” Jack said.
The waitress returned with their drinks, and took their order. When she walked away, Katie looked around the restaurant and thought it was odd at how slow it was there. Usually it was a pretty popular place at lunch time.
She remembered going there with Jackson, during the summer when mom and dad where at work, and she didn’t really want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. Jackson loved to walk down there. It didn’t last very long that he could, because he started to lose all of his strength when they started to up his medicine, but she made sure to take him a treat from there at least once a week.
She noticed that Jack seemed as nervous as she was. He was spinning his cup around on the table. “So you like milk a lot then?” Katie asked.
Startled by the question she asked he looked at her and just smiled. “Milk is good for you, unlike the sweet tea you are drinking right now,” Jack responded.
Katie just smiled. “But sweet tea is one of the things that make summer seem normal.”
“We drink a lot of milk at home, so I always just order that when I go out to eat,” Jack responded.
“So how do you like it here?” Katie asked Jack.
“It is really different from Denver, but I have grown to like it. I think it is so nice to not always be in such a hurry, like everyone is in Denver. The nightlife here is an adjustment, but I am not really into going out since moving here anyways.” Jack replied as the waitress brought their food to them.
After making sure they didn’t need anything else, and both saying thank you, the waitress walked away, Jack looked at their plates with wide eyes.
Jack looked at Katie and said, “This is a lot of food. You should have warned me. I won’t need to eat dinner tonight if I eat all of this.”
Katie giggled and replied, “It will be the best food you have tasted since you came out here though, and so it will definitely be worth being so full afterwards.”
They both took their first bites and he looked up at Katie. He couldn’t believe he didn’t realize how beautiful she was in school. Her blonde hair just accented her face in a way that he knew she was oblivious to. As he watched her take a bite of food, he couldn’t put a finger on how he was feeling and why.
“This is really good,” he said to Katie. “This is definitely a better dinner than I would be having at home tonight, so I definitely will be eating here more often than at home.”
“What your mom doesn’t cook very well?” Katie asked.
“Not exactly,” he replied. He didn’t really like talking about hi s mom lately. Not since the accident anyways. His dad didn’t talk about it either so that made it easier to just dismiss it like it never happened.
“Oh well my mom cooks almost every day. Usually it is a full meal. Once in a while she will just make a casserole and call it good, but she makes the best lasagna you will ever taste. And her pumpkin pie during the holidays will make you want it every day for the rest of the year. ” Katie said to Jack as he took another bite of the turkey and mashed potatoes.
“I would much rather have microwavable dinners, than have to really eat my mom or dads food. They both lack in the ability to really make the food taste unbelievable.” Jack said.
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