He has children.
That’s his business.
He wants children.
We have time.
His personality.
Finally! I thought you’d never ask . . .
Considerate, Adventurous, Calm, Easygoing, Funny, Generous, Reserved, Sensitive, Outgoing, Spontaneous, Reliable.
All of the above!
DESCRIBE YOURSELF
Mia’s fingers hovered above the keyboard, unable to type a single word. She went back to the homepage, entered Daisy’s email for the username andchivesonce again for the password, and read her profile.
Young woman, loves life and laughter, but with challenging working hours. Restaurant chef, passionate about her job . . .
She copied-and-pasted her friend’s profile, then clicked the button to confirm her registration.
Daisy opened the door to the apartment. Mia slammed the laptop shut and jumped to her feet.
“What exactly are you up to?”
“Nothing. Just checking my email. Where were you? It’s early, isn’t it?”
“It’s nine o’clock and I’m back from the market. Get dressed—I need a hand at the restaurant.”
Mia understood from her tone of voice that the matter was not up for debate.
After they finished unloading the crates from the van, Daisy got her friend to help her take inventory. She listed her purchases in a notebook while Mia, following orders, distributed the food.
“You don’t think you’re exploiting me here just a teensy bit?” she said, rubbing her lower back.
“Oh, you poor thing. I do this myself every day, so it’s nice to have a bit of help for once. Did you go out again last night?”
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“Come wait tables here with me again tonight—that’ll tackle your insomnia, believe me.”
Mia went into the cold room, carrying a box of eggplants. Daisy called her back.
“Wait! We keep vegetables at room temperature, otherwise they lose their flavor.”
“I’ve just about had enough of this!” Mia said, turning around.
“But the fish does go in the refrigerator.”
“Ugh.” Mia turned around again. “I wonder if Cate Blanchett ever has to pack fish into restaurant fridges,” she shouted from the walk-in.
“Let’s talk about it after you’ve won an Oscar.”
Mia emerged with a slab of butter, grabbed a baguette from the bread basket, and sat down at the bar. Daisy brought the rest of the food through and finished putting it away.
“I accidentally stumbled upon something funny while I was checking my email,” said Mia, her mouth full.
