"She wants a chili dog and a glass of milk," Derek told her glancing over the menu. "And I'll have .....a hamburger...medium well please."
"Sure thing," the waitress replied and moved on to the rest of the table. Julia leaned over and kissed Derek on the cheek with a crooked grin and passed him the menu she had for when the waitress started to pick them up from everyone. Complained, even if it was mildly, about the choice of foods but he had gotten it anyway. And a glass of milk. She put her hand on his leg under the table and squeezed it, wondering if he was really okay. _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com
