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Table for Two: Chapter 6

Table for Two: Chapter 6

T-Squared Energy Connections[i]

August 9, 1969 – A Matter of Degrees

“Good morning Sara. You’re in mighty early for a Saturday. What’s up?”

“I could say the same for you Sadie. Stuart and I are going riding at Gramps’ farm this morning. We want to start early; the temperature is supposed to go to ninety-four degrees. Horses don’t do well in extreme heat. My mission at Table for Two is coffee and scones. What’s your excuse for being here so early?”

“Lucy usually opens. Today she is shopping for a work wardrobe. Her new job starts in two weeks. I’m not sure why clothes matter. She’ll be wearing a lab coat most of the time.”

“Which offer did she take? Last time we spoke she was still weighing her options.”

“Lucy decided to use her degree to develop better drugs instead of better gas. She accepted the job with the pharmaceutical company. She’ll be able to commute, live at home for a year or two, save some money, and help out at the restaurant.”

“With both of you working full-time, what will happen to Table for Two?”

“My office is down the block so I can keep an eye on things. Carol will take over as manager. She’s been with us since we started two years ago and knows the business inside and out. Two part-time college students spent the summer training and will stay. Carol may need to hire another part-timer to help with catering jobs. We’re also working with community college culinary arts students. Real-life experience is the best teacher.”

chapter-6-scone“Here are your coffees. Which scones would you like?”

“Blueberry for Stuart and chocolate for me. How’s your job with the city? You’re in budgeting and financial reporting, right?”

“Yup. Good thing I like numbers. I’m using my accounting degree, learning a lot and meeting people from a variety of businesses. I like the regular hours, which gives me time to keep tabs on this place and work on my MBA.”

Dad loves to ask, “How many degrees does it takes to make a scone?”

My answer, “Four hundred degrees for twenty minutes.”

“Enjoy those scones. Good to see you Sara. Give my best to Stuart.”

“Will do. Congratulations to Lucy. I hope she develops a new drug that saves the world.”

* * *

“Chocolate for breakfast Sara?”

“Chocolate for every meal, if I had my way, Stuart.”

“When do you leave for Germany?”

“Not till mid-September. Equine assisted therapy classes start on the twenty-second. I can’t wait to be on my own. Mom and dad are worried. They hover more than usual.  They never want to let me out of their sight. Mom’s flying over with me, to help me ‘get settled’. Both of my parents plan to visit Thanksgiving week and I’ll fly home for Christmas break. When do you leave for U of M?”

“Next week. I’ll be sharing a house with five other grad students. We’re all in one medical school department or another. Two of my new roommates moved in earlier this month. Should be interesting.”

“How cold is Ann Arbor in winter? Are you ready to walk to class in eighteen-degree weather with snow up to you knees or higher? Will you learn to snow ski?”

“Slow down. Winter will be a shock to my system, no doubt. Skiing? Maybe. How about you? What is winter like in Germany?”

“About the same as Michigan or a little warmer. My dorm is near the stable on the horse farm and classes are held on the property. Little walking is involved.”

“What if I go all the way to Germany and can’t do this?”

chapter-6-degrees-5“Focus on your accomplishments. I remember visiting you in the hospital when we were kids. Doctors said you might not walk again. You never believed polio would keep you down. What did you tell yourself as you learned how to walk again?”

“One step at a time.”

“Here you are walking, riding, going to Europe. You can do this, Sara.”

“I don’t want to disappoint my parents, Grams and Gramps, or you. So much is riding on getting this degree.”

“Success is not measured in degrees. Success is the degree to which we use our talents to improve the lives of others. You are an inspiration to everyone who meets you.”

“Thanks Stuart. I’ll try to remember that when things get tough. If we head back now, we can eat lunch at Table for Two. Today’s sandwich special is six degrees of separation.”

[i] T-Squared – In astrological charts the t-square configuration is a dynamic pattern that links and inter-locks energies. It can be seen in the major events, challenges, and themes that are encountered in life.


Table for Two – Chapter 3

Table for Two – Chapter 3

T-Squared Energy Connections[i]

June 15, 1967 – Recipe for Love

“One year. Can you believe I’ve been working with Hart County Planning Commission for a whole year now?” Gladys said to Jerry as they clinked coffee mugs at Table for Two. “Time sure does fly.”

“Happy anniversary. They say the first year at a new job is the hardest,” Jerry said before taking a sip of his coffee.

“Days in the office working on budgeting is not my favorite thing, but I love assessing community needs and designing improvements. Next week at our annual strategic planning retreat I’m introducing my ideas for developing a park on the river. Mayor Jerry approves my design, don’t you? I tested the concept with Aunt Irma and some of her friends to listen to their perspective. Sadie and Lucy Abrams, the owners of Table for Two, gave me a younger point of view.”

“Best of luck! After your idea is accepted, the budget will need approval on the ballot in August. I’m presenting enhancements to Main Street. Let’s hope the tax payers support both projects.”

Sadie walked out to the table to refill their coffee.

“Lucy and I are testing a new recipe. The two of you are such regulars, would you mind tasting one and giving me your opinion?”

Lucy set one extra-large peach muffin in the center of the table. She winked at Jerry and went back inside the restaurant. Jerry lifted the top off, put it to one side and reached in to pulled out a ring box.

“Fourteen months ago we met at this table. We’ve spent many an hour here celebrating milestones, working through disagreements, sharing sorrowful moments and laughing at ourselves.”

Jerry got down on one knee, “Gladys Margaret Stanhope, will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

Sadie, Lucy and Irma waited for the scene to unfold.  Watching from the other side of the restaurant window, fingers crossed, the three bounced up and down with excitement.

Tears in her eyes, head nodding, Gladys said “Yes, Gerald Maxwell Taylor. I will marry you.”

Sadie and Lucy ran outside with balloons, a bottle of champagne and five flutes. Irma followed them out to the street.

Jerry slipped the ring on Gladys’ finger.

“Main Street may not be the most romantic place for a proposal, but this street and this table for two are an important part of our lives.”

“It’s perfect Jerry. Were you all in on this?” Gladys said, pointing to the three ladies.

Lucy smiled and rubbed her hands together. “Jerry came by yesterday with a special order. Someone needed to make a pastry gigantic enough to hide the box.”

“How long have you known, Aunt Irma?”

“I helped Jerry shop for the ring. He made the final decision. Looks like he went with elegant and simple. Excellent choice.”

Sadie popped the cork and poured the champagne.

Jerry raised his glass, “To Gladys. I crave your presence. I thirst for your love. Your spirit feeds my soul. Every time our lips touch, I taste the next sixty years of my life. May the feast of our love continue to nourish and sustain our connection at a table for two.”


[i] T-Squared – In astrological charts the t-square configuration is a dynamic pattern that links and inter-locks energies. It can be seen in the major events, challenges, and themes that are encountered in life.

Table for Two – Chapter 2

Table for Two – Chapter 2

T-Squared Energy Connections

April 20, 1966 – Sara and Stuart

Sara met her mother at Table for Two after school. Their mission: find Sara a prom dress.

Table for Two opened four days earlier, on Main Street in Hartsburg. The restaurant provided the ideal spot to meet and strategize the search for a perfect dress.

Sara arrived first. She paced up and down in front of Table for Two with a bounce in her step. Weeks of scouring magazines came down to pictures of half a dozen dresses she liked.

Marge rushed up to the Sara, “Sorry I’m a little late honey. I had a cake in the oven for tonight’s pinochle club.  It’s my turn to bring dessert.”

Marge sat and looked over Sara’s display on the bistro table. “I like this one. It suits you; stylish but modest. The colors will show off your rosy complexion and grprom-3een always brings out your eyes.”

Sara was jumping for joy. She included dresses her mother wouldn’t like, hoping they would agree on her favorite.  And they did.

“I think I saw a dress almost like this in the shop down the street. I hope it fits. This might be the one,” she said, holding up the picture of a flowered dress with a pink ribbon at the waist.

“Let’s just sit for a bit and talk about prom. I could use a coffee. Would you like a cola?”, Marge asked. She wanted to be sure Sara’s expectations were realistic.

“Now? Can’t we wait till after we find the dress?”

“You are about to jump out of your skin. I need a few minutes to catch my breath so I can keep up with you,” Marge said, looking over her shoulder as she entered Table for Two.

* * *

Sara dreamt about going to prom but thought it was out of reach. A shy girl, Sara had a hard time making friends. Plus, she transferred to Hartsburg High last November, two months into her senior year. Most students lived in Hartsburg their whole lives. They moved from elementary school to middle school to high school as a group.

Starting in January, Sara overheard girls talking about their prom dates, shopping for dresses, and before and after parties.

“One more rite of passage I will miss,” Sara confided in her cousin Stuart at an anniversary party in March for their grandparents .

“We’ve moved around so much for dad’s job there’s never enough time to make friends. I feel like a shooting star. Now you see me, now you don’t.”

“I see you Sara. May I take you to your prom? That is, if no one else invites you.” Stuart asked.

Sara bit her lower lip and nodded her head.

“Karen won’t mind?”

“Too bad if she does. I’ve known you longer and like you better. Anyway, I think she’s got her eye on some fraternity guy she met at Christmas. He owns a faster car and lives in a better neighborhood.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Who cares about those things?”

Having spent the last ten summers together on their grandparents’ farm, Stuart and Sara became best friends. Stuart felt like a protective older brother. Sara experienced what it might be like to have a sibling. They fed chickens and pigs every day. They mucked out stalls and groomed the horses. The reward for their hard work was naming a foal to raise as their own and learning to ride. Stuart named his horse Dandy. Sara named hers Lilly for her favorite flower.

Sara and Stuart loved night rides. Chores were done. A peaceful blue-black cloak enveloped the earth. Galaxies of stars shimmered from one horizon to the other, evoking a sense of infinite space. Time stood still.


Sara and her mother were back at Table for Two making a list of things to do before prom.

“The dress is perfect, except for the length. Grams can shorten it.” Sara made a note to call Grams when she got home.

“You’ll need shoes. I think I have an evening bag you can use,” Marge added.

“How about jewelry? I hate the way earrings pinch. Can I get my ears pierced? The jewelry store does it. Please, mom.”

“Your father would have a conniption. How about I let you borrow my pearl necklace. It was a gift from your father. He would like that. Goodness, look at the time. We better get home. I’ll need you to help with dinner. Daddy and I are going over to the Meier’s for cards tonight.”


Stuart picked up Sara in his father’s car on prom night. Matt, Sara’s father, met him at the door.

“Hello Stuart. Be sure Sara has evening to remember and stay out of trouble. I expect you back by one.”

“Sure thing Uncle Matt.”

Sara walked into the room and took a spin to show off her dress and hair.

“Where’s your pick-up?” Sara asked looking out the front window to the driveway.

“Tonight we go in style. You look stunning, by the way.” Stuart handed Sara a wrist corsage of lilies.

Sara pinned a red rosebud boutonniere on Stuart’s white tuxedo jacket.

“You’re beautiful, princess. Have fun, but not too much, if you know what I mean” Matt said as Sara and Stuart walked out to car.

* * *

“You are floating on air Sara. Was prom everything you expected?”

“More. The music, everybody dressed up and on their best behavior, the stars hanging from the ceiling of the gym. It reminded me of our night rides. Thank you, Stuart.”

“Such a beautiful night and too early to go home. Let’s go to Gramps farm and take Dandy and Lilly out,” Stuart suggested. We’ve haven’t been there together in a while.”

“Curfew is not for another hour. Besides, we can call my parents from Gramps phone and let them know we might be late. I think it will be okay.”

Marge answered the phone and gave her blessing for a midnight ride. At least she knew Sara was safe with Stuart. It was better than a post-prom party where who knows what might happen.

* * *

Stuart saddled the horses and gave Sara a boost on to Lilly before mounting Dandy. They rode out along the fence line till they reached the end of the property.

Taking a deep breath, Sara tilted her head up at the starry sky. The moon was behind the trees. “Look over there Stuart. A shooting star. Make a wish.”

As the tail of the star disappeared, Stuart asked, “What did you wish for Sara?”

“It’s the same every time. I wish people would look past the leg braces and see me.”

“I see you Sara. I see you.”