CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN – A BEAUTIFUL DATE

The Italian restaurant Larry chose was a hidden gem tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. As they stepped inside, Joan was immediately charmed by the warm, intimate atmosphere. Soft lighting from ornate sconces cast a golden glow over the rustic brick walls, and the air was filled with the enticing aroma of garlic and fresh herbs. "Larry, this place is beautiful," Joan said, her eyes wide as she took in the cozy surroundings. Larry smiled, looking pleased with himself. "I'm glad you like it. I stumbled upon it a few months ago and have been waiting for the right occasion to come back." A waiter led them to a secluded corner table, adorned with a flickering candle and a small vase of fresh flowers. As they settled in, Joan felt the tension from the day's events start to melt away. "So," Larry began, his eyes twinkling in the candlelight, "shall we make a pact to not talk about work for the rest of the evening?" Joan laughed, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "Deal. Alth