I was starting to get hungry, and I spotted
a steakhouse across the street. Like the hotel, it looked familiar.
Had I seen it in a movie about the Mothman, or some TV special?
Either way, it sounded great.
I was starved, and I stuffed myself with
meat, potatoes, and bread. The waitress suggested chocolate pie for
dessert, and I was debating the idea in my head when a text came
through in my phone. It was from Esteban. Had he forgiven me so
soon?
I looked at the message and saw that it was
a picture of Esteban with a nice-looking man standing in front of
the river in Old Town Alexandria, Virginia. Below the picture,
there was a brief message that read, “Ran an online dating profile
this afternoon, and already off to a good start. I’m moving on. You
should do the same.”
I looked around for my waitress, who was
across the room talking to some other visitors. I nodded my head at
her. This was definitely a night for chocolate pie.