A Date

Archer

Date night was the happiest I’d felt in a while. Well—ever since Adria moved out and signed those damn divorce papers.

She shook her head as she took a bite of her pizza—because she’d decided, last minute, that she wanted one.

I was all in for giving her what she wanted. Anything. I’d brought her to the new restaurant that just opened downtown.

Someone had said they made the best dish