Sweetie looked at Viola Thompson and said, "Viola, you and Terrence make such a great pair!"
One's handsome, the other's gorgeous.
Truly a match made in heaven.
"Thank you."
Viola turned to Terrence Lentz, "Lentz, I'm going to hang up now. We'll talk tonight."
"Okay," Terrence Lentz nodded slightly.
Viola ended the video call.
Sweetie continued, "Viola, I'm hungry."
Hungry again?
"Didn't you just eat?" asked Viola.
Sweetie patted her belly, "Because I'm a big eater."
Viola picked up her phone, "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout for you."
Sweetie, far from shy, listed a long string of items she wanted to eat with abandon.
Viola started to place the takeout order.
--
The weather in Capital City wasn't so good.
Gloomy and overcast.
The wind was also strong outside.
Inside the Cafe.
Isla Astir sat at a window seat, supporting her cheek with one hand as she spaced out watching pedestrians on the street.
"Doo-doo--"
