Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
We took my car to Alan’s Steakhouse. Todd drove. I felt like I was in an unsafe mood to get behind the wheel, so I had handed over my keys. We got there close to eight, but it wasn’t as packed as I thought it would’ve been. We waited five minutes and then got a table near the rear of the restaurant. The chairs were overstuffed and very comfortable. The waiter had brought us menus and aske...
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