#CHAPTERS 179: A Time of Grace

POV Sarah Zane had told Grace and Chloe that after the recital we would go to dinner wherever they liked, confident that, considering the occasion, Chloe would defer to Grace. In any event, after sweeping her up into huge hugs and telling her how incredible she had been, we hustled into the car and ended up in the private dining room of a sushi place I knew Grace loved. We were seated with me on the left, Zane on the right, and the girls in the middle, at the small sushi bar on high barstools that had the girls swinging their legs the second they could. As we waited for our chef, Zane ordered iced sake for us and Shirley Temples with extra cherries for the girls. I hadn’t tried sake before and peered at the label, but I couldn’t read it as it was in Japanese. “I thought this was served hot.” “The cheaper stuff is,” Zane said. “The better grace of product is served cold.” “It’s a rice wine, right?” He shrugged. “A little closer to rice beer, but you’ve got the idea. Try it.