Chapter 55

  I chuckle as I watch him taking a good look around the place and the lights around the restaurant glimmers against his blue-green eyes. "What does Balaboosta mean?" He asks me before he travels his eyes back to mine.

  "It's a Yiddish term that means the perfect housewife, homemaker, wonderful mother, cook & gracious hostess." I answer.

  "You memorized it." He seemed surprised.

  I shake my head as I chuckle, "No." I point to the signage right behind him. "It's written there.”

  He looks at it over his shoulder and laughs softly while he looks back to me. "You come here often?" He quizzed.

  I shake my head, "Not always. My friend from work comes here for dinner"

  His brows started creasing a little bit. "A man?"

  I nod, "Yeah. He's been a very very good friend of mine."

  He nods, "So that means he's from Alfonso's?"

  I chuckle. "No. He's also a nurse. Well, he's still a nurse." I smile.

  He nods again.