“No.  Thank you.  I still have enough left for after I eat.”

     “I’ll leave you to it then,” Skye smiled big, then walked over to another table.

     Jamie stared at his plate.  Four little piles stared back, Calabrese Salami, Capicola Ham, Boursin Cheese, and Zucchini Pickles smelled great and begged to be eaten.  He rolled up a slice of salami, with a piece of cheese, and zucchini pickle inside.

     Without warning, a crackle of thunder rang its threatening sound throughout the canyon and restaurant.  Then, the heavens opened and a downpour left everyone outside, including Jamie, scrambling to get their food and drinks under shelter.  The outside d...

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