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“Not much,” I answered. “I asked him how he was doing, what happened. For the most part, it wasn’t any different from what you heard later.” She raised an eyebrow. “For the most part? What else did he say?” “Do you really want to know?” She laid her silverware down. “He asked you to feed the swan again, didn’t he.” “Yes.” “Are you going to?” “Yes,” I said, but seeing her expression, I went on quickly, “but before you get upset, remember that I’m not doing it because I think it’s Allie. I’m doing it because he asked, and because I don’t want the swan to starve to death. It’s probably forgotten how to forage on its own.” She looked at me skeptically. “Mom hated Wonder Bread, you know. She would never have eaten it. She liked to make her own.” Luckily, the approach of our waiter saved me from further discussion of this topic. When he asked how we were enjoying our entr閑s, Jane suddenly asked if these dishes were on the catering menu. At her question, a look of recognition crossed his features.?“Are you the folks throwing the wedding?” he asked. “At the old Calhoun place this weekend?” “Yes, we are,” Jane said, beaming.