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89. Food for Thought 🍝

Maximo parked the car inside the garage. Not even two minutes later, Deonte came outside with a plastic container and a drink in a plastic to-go cup. Did she have a restaurant in there?

I rolled down the window.

"Angel hair pasta and garlic bread with peach tea to drink." Deonte handed it to me.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Deonte smiled, "My sister said she hopes you like it and that you come back for more."

I chuckled, "Tell your sister -- What's her name?"

"December or Cha-Cha."

"December? Well, tell her I already know it's going to be good, and I will be back."

"How about tomorrow?" Deonte asked without hesitation. "If you're not doing anything."

I pretended to think about it. "Hmm... What time?"

"Just call me, and I'll pick you up."

I nodded my head. "Okay. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Enjoy the food, and have a goodnight, Jae."

"You, too. Bye." I rolled up the window.

Maximo commented, "He's a good guy. Otherwise, I would warn you about getting in the car with him."

Too late. Where was Maximo yesterday when Deonte took me through that dark tunnel on a golf cart?

"Thank you for looking out for me, Maximo." I looked at the to-go container as the smell tickled my nose. I couldn't wait to devour it. Then, I noticed a bible verse printed on the lid.

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for peace and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. - Jeremiah 29:11

I didn't realize my happy mood until I found myself walking past Zeke's bedroom door. I don't even remember getting out the car. I walked over to Zeke's door and knocked.

"What are you up to?"

I turned around to see Zeke behind me.

"Hey, friend!"

He chuckled, "Was your performance that good?"

I inhaled and exhaled. "Today was a good day."

Zeke stopped in front of me. "That's good to hear. What restaurant did you go to?"

I did a happy dance. "I got some food, and I'm about to tear it up. You know what? I'll even share it with you if you hurry up and open your door so I can sit down."

"You know you're more like Monica than you think." Zeke opened his door, allowing me to walk inside first.

"I'm gonna pretend like I didn't hear that." I skipped over to his sofa and sat down. I said a quick prayer before removing the fork and knife off the lid and opening the container.

Zeke sat next to me before getting on his phone.

"Here. This is your half and this is my half." I extended the food to him.

"I appreciate it, but I already ate."

Thank God! I began to stuff my face. For a millisecond, I was about to shout. It's official. I have to meet Deonte's sister. This is the best Angel Hair pasta I've ever had in my life.