Nick just grinned and returned to his plate. “Speaking of stretching a lot, since you moved in, I’ve gained ten pounds.”
“Don’t worry, whatever you don’t finish, I’ll bring over to Tanya
across the street. After Jerry gets his.” “Now you’re feeding her?”
“Name’s Tanya, and don’t be smart.” He pointed his fork at Nick. “I know what it’s like to travel around the world and come home to a nice meal. Your mother was great about that.”
“Mom was sixty-three, not forty-four … I guess it just bothers me.”
“You’re right, she’s not like the mom you remember. But I’m happy.”
“Well, I gotta give you that.” Nick nodded. “Tanya has put a pep in your step.”
“Sort of like Shelly, huh?”
“There is something about Shelly, Dad. Her eyes are this deep
blue that sort of draws you in.”
“Maybe you could use that Harris charm to win her over.”
“You’re my biggest cheerleader, you know that? Maybe I should
have you talk to her. Tell her what a great guy I am.”
“I am your biggest fan, but let her figure that out for herself.”
Nick shook his head and smirked. “You know what? Scratch
that last idea.”
“That’s probably a good idea, son. Breadstick?”