Amanda entered Randy's Bar and Grill and smiled at Randy, who was counseling an employee. Randy's was not the first locale in DC one would think to spend lunchtime on St. Patrick's Day. It was chosen as a matter of convenience by Amanda and some other PTA 'working moms'. She needed to finalize plans for a scavenger hunt which was to be held in a number of the Arlington Public Schools. After being seated by the hostess, Amanda sighed. Not a half of an hour before, she jibed at Lee for accepting a milk run assignment. She did not have the luxury of running an avoidance pattern so she found herself waiting for the others to arrive for the brainstorming session.
After a pleasant meal, the women rummaged through purses as each prepared to pay a separate check. Amanda held herself in check as she realized the busboy had morphed into Fred Fielder. She looked up as Francine placed her bill before her. She turned it over and read the note. A hostage situation . . . Lee . . . Amanda stood and said her good-byes. She twisted the claddagh ring that Lee had placed on her left hand that morning. Knowing she would draw on the strength of the friendship, love and loyalty the ring represented, she went back to work in agent mode as she set out for the other side of the
beltway.
the end
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