Artist in Residence
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It was a chance meeting but at least Karen was dressed when I came in and she was sharing a glass of wine with my mother.
“Arthur, you do remember Miss. Tillman?”
“Yes of course. It’s good to see you again Karen.”
“Arthur, we were just talking, and can you believe that Karen has never been to the Boxwood.”
I knew where my mother was going with this and I was not about to deter her as I smiled at the lovely Karen Tillman, “You have never been to the Boxwood?” I asked as if it was unheard of that someone had never been to the Boxwood, “The entrées and desserts are to die for.”
“I’ve never been but I have heard it is very good and very expensive.”
Right on cue mom set the trap, “Oh my dear you must go at least once. Arthur will take you. Won’t you dear?”
“I would be delighted,” I assured everyone.
Karen tried to belay my mother’s plan to get us together, “Mrs. Taylor -Williams, Please, It would be such a bother and I can’t impose on Arthur like that. I’m sure he has other plans.”
My mother ignored her, “It’s no bother.” Mom took out her cell phone and dialed, “Hello, Charles. This is Agnes Taylor-Williams. Could I possibly get a reservation for two somewhere between seven and eight o’clock? It’s for my son Arthur and a young lady? Thank you, Charles, you’re a dear.”
My mother gave us our marching orders, “Seven fifteen. Now go Karen, go home, and get ready. You two had better not embarrass me by being late. Charles gets very annoyed at guests that make reservations this late and then show up late. Arthur, you’re going to take the Mercedes. I don’t suppose you have vacuumed the BMW in months.
I knew there would be no arguing with my mother. My mother’s mind was set and I wasn’t terribly upset with her meddling, “I guess we are going. I’ll pick you up at 6:30?”
Karen knew she was trapped, “That will be fine, Arthur. We certainly don’t want to upset Charles.”
I picked Karen up at her apartment and she looked lovely in her dress and heels.
At ten minutes past seven, Charles greeted us and showed us to our table. He removed the reserved sign from a table by the window. He held Karen’s chair for her. “Enjoy your dinner Mr. Williams, Miss Tillman.” We had a lovely view of the lake and the swans.
Karen took a minute to take in her surrounding, “It’s a lovely restaurant, Arthur”
“My father designed it for Charles. It was one of his first projects in the area. After the project was completed Charles became one of my father’s closest friends. My mother can get a reservation here any day of the week, no matter how late she calls.”
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