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date.
    “I thought we’d try this new, Mexican
restaurant in town.”  Adam glanced over at her as he
backed the truck out of the driveway.
    “El Charro’s?”  She
asked.  “I heard they have an awesome cheese fondue.”
    Amy watched as he searched the radio for a
station.  He left on  Afternoon Delight  by Starland Vocal Band.  She sat
in silence and listened to the lyrics.  Amy shyly glanced
over at Adam.  When their eyes met they both
laughed.   Awkward moment came and
went .  The ice was broken now so she let her guard
down and relaxed.
    “Remember the night we all skated on the
creek over there?”  Amy pointed out the window. 
    “What a night that was.”  Adam had
both hands on the steering wheel.   Say You Love
Me  by Fleetwood Mac was on the radio now as he
spoke.  “Remember Joey and I snuck Peppermint Shnapps out
of my parents’ house?”
    “Yeah that and the bon fire sure kept us all
warm,” laughed Amy.
    Adam pulled into the parking lot that was
full except for a couple spots in the back.  After he
backed the truck in, he got out and reached for Amy’s
hand.  She slid over to his side and placed her hand in
his.  She stumbled as she stepped out, but was quickly
caught by Adam.  He held Amy in his arms as her eyes
stared up into his for a brief moment. 
    “Careful, babe,” Adam said as he released her
from his grasp. 
    Amy held his hand as they walked to the
restaurant.  He opened the heavy wooden door and entered
into the terracotta tiled foyer.
    The hostess came up and greeted them
cheerfully.  “Good evening.  Table for 2? Would
you like smoking or non-smoking?” 
    Adam shrugged his shoulders as he looked at
Amy.  “I guess first available would be fine.”
    Amy nodded in agreement. 
    As they waited for their table Amy looked
around the room.  The walls were painted vibrant colors
of burnt orange and deep yellow.  They displayed
multi-colored sombreros and wrought iron sconces which held earth
tone candles.  Hung along the ceiling were chili pepper
string lights. 
    “You’re table is ready.”  The
hostess grabbed two menus.  “Follow me.”
    Adam followed Amy as they were led to their
table.  He pulled out the chair for her.  As
she sat down she noticed a lovely vase of dried flowers and a
candle that had been already lit.
    The hostess placed menus on the table in
front of them.  “Fernando will be with you shortly.”
    Amy looked at her menu then glanced up to
smile at Adam.  “There’s so much to choose from.”
    “Why don’t we start with a cheese fondue and
a Margarita?”  He asked before he gave the order to the
waiter who just placed a basket of nacho chips and salsa on the
table. 
    They both nibbled on chips and salsa while
they waited for their appetizers.  Amy decided on the
chicken quesadillas and he chose the beef fajitas for dinner.
    Fernando placed the cheese fondues and drinks
on the table then lit the candles underneath the fondue
pots.  He took their dinner orders and rushed off to the
kitchen.
    “I never had a Margarita
before.”  Amy sipped on the salty drink.  “Not
bad.  I can taste the tequila.”
    Adam dipped the fried soft taco sticks in to
the melted cheese.  “You were right, these are good.”
    “I usually am right,” she teased Adam as she
also enjoyed her cheese fondue.
    “So what did you do this
week?”  Adam looked into Amy’s hazel eyes and held her
gaze.
    “Well, Janet and I went out to lunch, then we
had a girls’ night and I worked fifty-two hours this
week.”  She sipped more of her
margarita.  “What about you?
    Fernando brought their meals as well as more
margaritas.  He placed the used dishes on a tray and
carried them off to the kitchen.
    “I worked all week,” Adam continued as he
made his fajita, filling it with plenty of beef, green peppers and
onions. “I had hockey practice and I hung out with Joey and Bob at
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