hand. I wished I felt the way he looked, well-rested and energetic. His blue eyes were clear and bright upon me, a slash of sunlight painting white-blond highlights over the crown of his head. Cameron, I remembered, before confirming by darting a look at his name tag. I’d had him as a server a couple of other times and liked him. He was quick with a smile that read as genuine rather than forced. And he gave great service.
