He dug in and took his first bite without hesitation. It was good, better than good. Delicious even. He may have even moaned in appreciation. He took another forkful and closed his eyes as he chewed. It really was delicious and maybe more so because she had cooked it especially for him. Just as he was about to take his third mouthful, his phone rang.

He looked down at the display and grimaced. “I’m sorry Lisa, it’s work. I have to take it.”

“Go, go,” she said with a ...