Jordan looked thoughtful for a moment then smiled laughter highlighting her unique features. "I would have to say that it is steamed lobster with a white wine butter sauce on the side." Andy's plan was working out better than he had thought. She was opening up to him little by little and soon enough he would have her right where he wanted her. "You do have some rich taste don't you?" "Nothing but the best." She said laughing. "So tell me where have you had lobster before?" "The first time I had it was when I was still in high school. I was dating a guy in the Air force and when he got out of boot camp his parents took us out to dinner at a really nice restaurant and we all had lobster. It was wonderful! I think I've loved it ever since." That's nice. I like it too. So where did you go to high school?" "I lived in a really small town called Webster. The school was kindergarten through twelfth grade. I was not the top in my class or anything but, I did graduate and that was all that mattered to me. High school is just a place you go to help you deal with life. Being the top in your class doesn't mean that you will do well in life. Actually just the opposite from that has occurred with several people I went to school with. They had such big plans in life but just could not seem to get past the fact that in high school they were really smart but in life they had to work harder for things." "What about you have you had to work hard for things as well?" Andy asked her suddenly. "Yes. I've always worked hard for the things that I've wanted most." "Meaning what?" "Well I didn't come from a rich family so I had to work hard for the clothes on my back and the car I drove. Things didn't come easy for me." He stared at her with fascination. "You don't seem to be worried about anything. I mean you're taking a nice vacation and you're free as a bird to do whatever you want." "No. I have a responsibility to my friends and family and also Cody." Andy perked up at the mention of another man's name.
Trying not to sound jealous he questioned her carefully about him. "So what does Cody have to do with what you do in your life?" Jordan looked at Andy and smiled. "He is my son and I want what is best for him." Andy eyes grew wide with amazement. "You have a son? How old is he? But how, I mean you're sick. I mean your diabetes." His concern for her health was touching. Andy seemed to gather himself quickly. "Why didn't you ever say anything? I mean all this time I'm sure that he has missed you more than anything. Do you need to call him?" "Are you kidding I can't do that my best friend will freak out when she finds out what's been happening and she realizes that I left her in the dark, Regardless of the fact that it was for her own safety. I have spoken to Cody several times since I've been here and he is doing just fine as long as I bring something home for him." So what does he look like?" Jordan smiled and sighed as she gazed in space. "He looks just like me. His hair is darker now but he still has my blue eyes. When I get back to the hotel I will show you a picture of him." "Sure I would like that. Maybe you should call them as well." Jordan gave Andy a melting smile and rose from her chair. Andy jumped up so quickly that he nearly knocked his chair over. "Let me help you, where do you want to go?" "I'm feeling really tired all of a sudden I think I will get back in the bed and rest for a while." Andy helped her get in the bed and he picked up the dishes and put them back in the picnic basket to give Mrs. Sparks so she could take them back to the house.