Clark and I entered the resto and he immediately told the waiter about the table that he called for reservation earlier. I wasn't really paying attention to them since I was busy looking for Wade. I thought for a while that he was not here but when I saw a glimpse of his face, my heart felt like I just joined a race. He was in a long table together with some people who were in their suits and formal dresses and his side was facing me. It was a good spot since he won't notice as while we look at him.

"This is a good table, Clark," I said...