“Cheese, fruit, crackers,” Luck said, observing the items she removed. “All that’s missing is a bottle of wine. You should have said something.” There were too many romantic overtones in that remark. Eve wasn’t sure how to interpret it, so she tried the casual approach and reached in the basket for the cold thermos. “I guess we’ll have to make do with lemonade,” she shrugged brightly. “I like lemonade,” Toby inserted as she set the thermos aside to arrange a sandwich and a portion of chips on a paper plate and handed it to him. “This looks good, Eve.” “I hope you like it.” She fixed a plate for Luck, then one for herself, leaving the cheese, fruit and crackers on top of the basket for dessert. “Have you ever looked for the lost mine, Eve?” Toby munched thoughtfully on his sandwich while he studied her. “Not really. Just a few times when I was your age.” The subject continued to fascinate him. Throughout the meal, he pumped her for information, dredging up tidbits of knowledge Eve had forgotten she knew.
What do You think about With A Little Luck (1981)?
