The two months between running into Tony and finally him asking her out for a date seemed way too long. She thought of him often. The second time they met, he tapped her on the shoulder, recognizing her perfume, and asked her if she would go shopping for groceries with him. The both laughed at the inference. He swiftly made his move and asked her to dinner that night. Evelyn quickly accepted and they agreed to meet at Monte's, the little Italian bistro around the corner from her apartment. There was something mesmerizing about him, even though she could not put her finger on it. He was so engaging, she even forgot that he was sight impaired.
At her apartment, Evelyn clock watched the time go slower and slower. The more she gazed at the time, the more it seemed the hands stood still. She wondered what to wear. Deciding to put on tight jeans and a sweater to battle the chill in the night air encompassed her battle gear.
Arriving fifteen minutes early for dinner, Evelyn though she would enjoy a few minutes of solitude at the table prior to Tony appearing. Boy, was she wrong. Tony was just a punctual as she was.
"Thought I'd beat you here", Evelyn admitted.
"I had the same idea and I thought getting flowers would take longer. But, it went much faster than I anticipated".
"These are beautiful yellow roses. Thank you very much. The smell is almost intoxicating".
"So, Evelyn", Tony said as he took off his jacket and sat down. "I've never been here before. What is good"? Just then the waiter came over, introduced him self, poured them waters and went over the specials.
"I always get the lamb chop with basil cream sauce".
"Hummmm, a creature of habit. I like that. No surprises or worries".
Tony could sense a smile coming from the Evelyn's face. 'The ice was broken', he thought.
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