At Olive Garden, we followed the hostess to our table and ordered our drinks. As we looked through the menus, I already knew what I wanted, so I just waited for the rest of the ladies to decide. Honi asked, “Well, dear, are you having chicken parmigiana?” I laughed, “Nah. I make that at home. I’m going for the fettuccini alfredo with grilled chicken.” Jessie smiled, “That does sound wonderful.” I added, “I have made something similar, called pasta con broccoli, but it never tastes the same as their alfredo sauce.” Aunt Piper asked, “Is that the same recipe your mother used?” I smiled as I nodded, “That one was handed down to us from our mother. It’s one of Ace’s favorite dishes.” The waitress took our orders and I asked that they all be put on one ticket and to give it to me. All the ladies looked at me and I shrugged, “Joshua asked me to pay for lunch for everyone. He wants to do it to thank you all for making me get away from the pack for a day.” Aunt Piper smiled, “Well, remind me
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