"What can I get you this afternoon?" Angela asked. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, between lunch and dinner. He couldn't believe they had skated all morning, but it was another memory to add to the many he had of Jocelyn.
"Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and corn on the cob for me," Jocelyn replied, closing her menu. Then she looked over at Caden and stage whispered, "They have the best."
Caden's stomach growled at the thought. "Make it two." He closed his menu and handed it to Angela.
"Will do!" Angela tucked the menu behind the other. "I'll be right back with your meals."
"So, what are you doing tomorrow?" Jocelyn took a sip of her hot chocolate.
He shrugged. "I'm not sure." He didn't tell her, but he knew that talking to Mallory to break things off was definitely on
