Chapter 42

Just before they were going to leave, Greg remembered. “Cisco said he wanted to go to the club tomorrow night for dinner and said I should ask you to speak to your Masters about it.”

“That’s great; they planned to be there Friday anyway. We’ll all have dinner together; or rather we’ll eat from their hand while they have supper. I can watch Cisco and tell you what I think.”

Greg got their coats. He decided he better get tonight’s meal going. He planned on southern fried chicken with cream gravy, mashed potatoes and broccoli with garlic and oil. Just after Cisco left that morning, he started the broth for a chicken consommé in the Crock-Pot. He needed to check and see how it was doing.

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