Brookfield was a town that captivated her. Everyone was so nice, and each shop had its own special touch. Her stomach rumbled, and she decided to stop at Luigi’s Pizza to eat before testing out the paint samples she had chosen. She didn’t plan on working late tonight; she was exhausted. She might actually go to bed before midnight. Damn Seth for messing up her schedule. Taking a seat at a booth, she grabbed the menu that lay on the table and looked over all the options. She wondered if Tony could make her the food she’d loved growing up. Her mom had been one of the best cooks. Looking up toward heaven, she wished her mom was here now and would tell her she was proud of her. Ava was finally doing what she wanted and no longer following in a guy’s footsteps, letting them dictate her life. A waitress came over, and Ava ordered a calzone fully loaded with all the best Italian meats and cheeses. Her mouth watered thinking about the spicy sausage mixed with ricotta cheese. “Excuse me,”
