Chapter 4The chicken was delicious. Ellis pointed at it with his fork and moaned appreciatively with his mouth full. He swallowed too soon and winced as it went down. “This is amazing.”
Dax, who sat across from him, looked away, almost embarrassed. “It’s nothing.”
“It sure is. Best I’ve had in ages.” He took another mouthful. “Do you want some wine? I brought wine.” He paused with his fork halfway to his mouth, heaped with more chicken. “Do you think I’ll be able to drive back tonight?”
Dax shook his head. “According to the weather report, it’s gonna snow like this until about three in the morning.”
“I need to be in Whiteport at six tomorrow morning. Or seven if I go straight to work.” He looked down at himself. He couldn’t work in jeans and a knit sweater, but it wouldn’t take more th
