Breakfast I was making some deviled eggs this morning, and speaking of devil, just when I was cracking the eggs, Lenny called and asked me if I had time for lunch. Not really,I thought to myself. And yet I invited him to come to my place, and he soon came. I was no longer in the mood to make deviled eggs. I fried them instead, knowing he wasn’t here for the food anyway. After we greeted each other like old friends, he remained silent, flattening the egg with the fork. Him being him, I supposed it would be another one-way conversation with me doing all the talking. But then, a bitter chuckle escaped him. “Rhiannon’s mom just died,” he said, fixing his eyes on me, just like the day when he had first made my cheeks warm. Adela Hall How has she been doing?I wanted to ask Lenny. It seems like …