The Transformation of Things by Jillian Cantor

Author:Jillian Cantor
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780062020260
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2010-10-19T21:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

It was after six by the time we got off the train and into my SUV. Will put the key in the ignition and turned to look at me before turning on the car. “Let me take you out to dinner.”

“I don’t know,” I said, dreading the possibility of finding our way back to that baby conversation again. “I’m exhausted.”

“You owe me a dinner, remember?”

I had promised him a rain check the night of the auction, and I realized I was starving, so I agreed.

“Great.” He paused. “Where do we go?”

It had been years since we’d gone to dinner anywhere but the club. And before that, in the city, we’d dined at the fancy restaurants that I reviewed, compliments of the magazine.

I tried to remember where’d I’d gone before I met Will, in college even. There was a bar named Henry’s not too far from my father’s old house, and there was a little diner just south of there where I’d gone with my friends in high school. “Where do other people go?” Will wondered out loud.

I thought of Lisa, Bethany, and Amber, the club; Kat, the city. Then I tried to remember where Kelly went. “You know, I think Kelly and Dave and the kids like Applebee’s,” I said. I knew there was one not too far from their house, at the edge of a little strip mall, across the street from Acme. I’d met Kelly and the kids there for lunch once.

“Yes.” He nodded. “I just saw their commercial the other day.”

We looked at each other and we both started laughing, this crazy, giddy, tired laughter. What kind of couple didn’t know where to go to dinner? Kelly had made fun of me on more than one occasion for not dining anywhere but the club. My God, you’re like freakin’ Barbie and Ken, she’d retort with a dry laugh. Actually, according to Sarah Lynne, I was freakin’ Barbie, I thought now. So there, Kel, take that.

Will turned the key and pulled out of the parking space, and then stopped the car. “Where the hell is it?” he asked.

I started laughing again, and it took a few minutes for me to stop enough to give him directions.

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