you're just going to love this place," Jillian smiled as they walked up to
the front door. "It has the best croissants that you'll find
Judith carefully eyed the
front of the building up and down. It sure wasn't anywhere close to being
one of the ritzy five star restaurants that she was so accustomed to dining at
in Manhattan. "I certainly hope the exterior isn't indicative of the interior," she replied. "Likewise for the food."
"Trust me! Reginald
and I love it! We eat here at least a couple of times a week."
Jillian reached out for the door and quickly swung it open.
As they stepped inside, Judith
made a face as she scanned the room. Not exactly the clientele she was
used to associating with, either. It was an odd mixture of business men,
housewives on leisurely lunches, college kids, and dreadful blue color
types. "Hmmm...I bet the Rockefellers or the Lindberghs aren't
standing in line to get in. Look at that one over there!" She
turned to cover her mouth as she whispered to Jillian. "Do you think
he's got enough class to wash his hands before eating? Why, he looks like
he's spent the entire day working on some sort of machinery!"
"He probably has,
Judith." Jillian gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. She
loved her sister dearly, but some days it took more effort than others to deal
with her. "This place serves an eclectic mix of people. It has
a broad class of clientele."
"I can see
that!" Judith rolled her eyes and shook her head. As she
wrinkled up her nose and made a face, she wondered if the dishwashers in back
knew how to properly polish the silver. "Maybe we should turn around
and go to The
Gardens. I like that place. It's more our style."
just find a table. Once you have a bite of their divine cheesecake, you'll
think you're in heaven." Jillian slowly began to lead her across
the room when she caught sight of Janet sitting with a gentlemen at a back
table. "Look! There's Janet and she's with
someone. I bet
that's that man she's been seeing."
Judith suddenly stopped dead
in her tracks as the color began to drain from her face. She began to gasp
slightly and reached out to grab Jillian's arm for support.
"Oh, stop being so
stubborn," Jillian responded as she tugged on her sister to drag her
forward. "I've wanted to meet this man for quite a while now. I
want to know exactly who our sister is involved with."
muttered weakly. Her breathing grew shallow and her head began to
Jillian turned to look at her sister and was horrified to find her face as white
as a sheet. "Judith, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
Suddenly, a sharp pain ripped
through Judith's abdomen as she doubled over in agony and crumpled to the floor.
"Oh, my god,
Judith!" Jillian cried out as she dropped to her knees beside her now unconscious
sister. "Oh, my god! Help! Someone help!
Someone call a doctor!"