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served both Benny’s and the Pasta Garden. I was still holding Eden’s hand in a death grip as we approached the front door of the restaurant. When I realized how much pressure I was putting on her hand, I was surprised that she hadn’t complained about it and eased my grip a little.
    “Table for two?” the hostess asked as we walked into the restaurant.
    I was grateful that just because of our young age, she didn’t assume we had come here with adults. It could have been the fact that we were still holding hands that tipped her off.
    The hostess led us to the back and seated us in a private booth with high backs. There was a candle in the middle of the table, the lone light in the gloomy darkness. It was really romantic and I was happy that we had chosen this restaurant. Giving us each a menu, the hostess informed us that our waitress will be by momentarily to take our order.
    “This place is really nice,” Eden commented looking around until her eyes finally locked with mine, “It is very romantic.”
    “It sure is,” I agreed, looking back into her eyes.
    I still found it hard to believe that I only just met this girl yesterday and things have gotten so serious between us. In the past I had spent months cultivating relationships that never happened, and yet here I was having a romantic dinner with the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.
    “Are you ok?” Eden asked with concern.
    “No, I mean, yes, I was just thinking how comfortable I feel when I am with you.” I confessed awkwardly.
    “I feel the same way with you, Thomas,” she said, “I don’t understand why, but I feel like I can trust you.”
    Before I could reply, a waitress approached our table and took our drink order.
    “What can I get you guys to drink?” she asked.
    “I’ll have a Coke,” I told her and Eden ordered the same.
    “Are you ready to order?” the waitress asked after writing down our drinks.
    I realized that we hadn’t even opened our menus yet.
    “Not yet,” I informed her.
    “No problem, I’ll be back with your drinks in a few minutes and take your order,” the waitress said as she left.
    “I guess we should look through the menus,” I laughed.
    Returning my laugh, Eden opened her menu and browsed through the offerings. After a few minutes she seemed to reach a decision and placed the menu aside.
    “What are you having?” I asked her, curiously.
    “Eggplant parm,” she told me, “It’s been a long time since I’ve had it.”
    I had never tried eggplant parmesan and decided that I would order the same, even at the risk of not liking it. Lately, I’ve been the recipient of so many surprises; maybe eggplant parm will turn out to be my new favorite dish.
    The waitress shortly came back with out drinks and took our order.
    “It will just be a few minutes,” she said before heading back to the kitchen.
    “So, why did you move to East Harbor?” I asked Eden taking a sip of my Coke.
    “We had people check different areas and this seemed like the best place. It seemed really safe and quiet here,” she told me.
    I nodded my head in agreement. East Harbor was really safe and quiet, in other words – boring. Nothing exciting ever happened here.
    “Did you find any books you liked?” I asked her, remembering that I had last seen her in the bookstore this morning.
    “Yes, I did, actually,” she said smiling, “I found this new book by Agatha Christie.”
    “You got a new book by Agatha Christie?” I asked. I never claimed to know everything about books or their authors, but I was pretty sure that Agatha Christie hadn’t written a book in more than fifty years.
    “I hadn’t read it yet, so it was a new book to me,” Eden said quickly when she noticed my confusion.
    Soon our food arrived and our conversation was placed on hold. Like I said before, I had never had eggplant parmesan and I was pleasantly surprised by the taste. It didn’t become my favorite dish, like I had assumed, but it was still good.