One Wednesday Dinner by Chapin T.K

Author:Chapin, T.K.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Branch Publishing
Published: 2017-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

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Being alone with my thoughts for the entire evening didn't sound appetizing, so I invited Esther and her children over for a visit and dinner. It'd be a nice mental break from the never-ending replay of my earlier conversation with Jess at the park.

Esther and the kids were due at any moment, and I was hustling to finish up the sauce for a batch of my family's famous spaghetti. The Jenkins family had a secret recipe for the sauce that had been handed down through the generations. It all began in Mississippi in the back country with Uncle Chuck years ago. He had a bit too much to drink one evening and had accidentally knocked a container of sugar into the sauce when Aunt Mary was out of the kitchen. The results were so good, Uncle Chuck confessed to the whole thing and the family sauce recipe was born.

The doorbell ascended and descended in chimes, raising my heartbeat as I anticipated setting eyes on Esther. She was a beautiful woman and my thoughts were drifting to her more and more by the day.

"I'll get it," Peter said, passing by the kitchen doorway as he headed for the front door.

"Thanks, bud," I said as I peered over at him while I stirred the sauce.

Esther walked into the kitchen a moment later and I lifted my eyes from the pot of steamy sauce on the stove. I broke into a smile. Not just any smile, but one of those smiles you get when you see someone you enjoy being around. Her gorgeous emerald-green eyes matched the sweater she was wearing, causing her eyes to stand out in a way that could only be called beautiful.

"Brody." Hearing my name come off those lips would have been all-inclusive lovely, but the way in which she said it caused me worry.

Setting the wooden spoon down beside the sauce pan, I tossed the towel from my shoulder onto the counter and made my way around the island to her. My hands came up to her sides and grazed her arms gently. Eye to eye, I asked, "What is it?"

Her lips tightened and her eyes glistened.

My mind cycled through our time together, looking for hints of any issue. Then I landed on something I had noticed at her house the other day. Raising my eyebrows, I asked, "Does this have something to do with whoever gave you those flowers?"

Her head tilted, her face flashing a look of confusion.

"The flowers on your table. I saw them the other day."

Her tightened and twisted face loosened. She looked relieved. "I don't know what to do, Brody." Her eyes traced the kitchen walls, eventually finding the doorway to the other room where the children were playing. "Their father wants to be a part of their life, and I get that. I'm just worried he's not going to be around forever. If he takes off again, it’s going to break their little hearts."

"Is he trying to win you over or just trying to see the kids?"

Turning to me, she glanced at my lips and then up at my eyes.

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