Chapter 81

Dillon groomed both the horses, fed them and gave them fresh water. He'd procrastinated long enough.

He strolled leisurely toward the front porch, nodded to Chase and climbed the steps. After Dillon relaxed in one of the rocking chairs, Chase asked, "Are you ready to venture out for some good fries covered in gravy at Rosie's?"

"Sounds good. When?" Dillon answered in a monotone.

"Tonight. Thought I'd give Lauren a break since she cooks every night. I also invited Mitch and Elliott, but Mitch is on duty and can't make it. Elliott's in for a surprise. He doesn't know you're back yet," Chase said, rocking back and forth in his chair.

Dillon removed his black hat, placing it on his lap. Memories of late night parties and drunken times with his friends swirled in his head. He smiled and licked his lips. It had been too long since he'd had a good meal from his favorite eating place, mostly because it was one he had dreamt of when he'd been starving.

"Will she be there?" Dillon asked.

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