Lessons in Lemonade by Andrews Kathryn

Author:Andrews, Kathryn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kathryn Andrews, LLC
Published: 2020-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

Lemon Poppy Seed Muffins

TODAY HAS BEEN a great day. I feel like I’m floating on cloud nine, and that’s the best kind of feeling.

First we hosted the local news channel this morning. They are out and about doing live, on-location interviews with participants for the upcoming festival. They came in with their film crew, did a tour through the restaurant, spoke to Taylor and me, and sampled some of our more popular dishes. Immediately afterward, we were flooded with phone and online reservations.

Next, I had been waiting for a call from the florist to confirm she can make the arrangements we want for the brunch, and she can. She is having orange blossom branches shipped in, and I’m so thrilled because they are perfect for the restaurant. They represent the name, and they are so fragrant I’m certain the dining room will smell divine. Everything seems to be coming together so nicely for the brunch next weekend. The menu is set, the food and wine are ordered, and the staff have all agreed to be here. I feel on top of things, and it feels good.

Then the cherry on top of the sundae: at his usual time of dropping in, Jack sauntered in without his crutches and without the bulky knee brace. He mentioned he was seeing his friend today, but I had no idea this friend actually worked for The Citadel’s athletic department. He still favors the injured leg a bit, but seeing him walk unassisted and smiling was fantastic. Even just this small change for him is like some of the clouds surrounding him have receded.

Now, I’m dressed up and headed out. There’s not one cloud in the sky, and the temperature is a perfect sixty-eight degrees.

“I had no idea you were still going on these dates, and I don’t understand why,” Jack says to me as I bend over to fasten the buckle on a new pair of black strappy Jimmy Choo shoes I recently bought.

“What do you mean?” I glance up at him. He’s standing directly in front of me, tossing a football in the air, and he’s scowling hard.

“What I mean is, this whole dating thing was your resolution for last year. I thought you were done with it. Why are you still doing them?” He tucks the ball under his arm and then crosses them over his chest. He’s frowning at me, and I don’t like it.

I also can’t tell what his problem is. He’s voiced his opinion about me going on these dates before, but he was never this serious. It’s almost like he’s mad at me.

“I didn’t go on a date last month, and I scheduled this before you got here.”

“Why didn’t you go last month?” he asks.

I grab my other shoe and slip it on. “I just didn’t feel like it.”

And that’s the truth. I hated leaving him behind, and I hated how that made me feel. I was worried about him, feeling guilty for essentially bailing on him when he needed me the most, and I didn’t feel like being social.

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