Chapter 165 – Quiet Moments

• “You have to eat,” I say, shrugging. “I fed the kids. They’re working their way through a gallon of ice cream now.”
• She laughs a little, genuinely, and then raises a hand to her mouth in surprise – like…like that’s the first time she’s done that since she found out that he’s dead. And she wasn’t aware that she could anymore. “That’s good,” she murmurs, nodding. “I’m a…a fucking mess. Thank you for feeding them.”
• “Why don’t you take a minute,” I say, putting the plate on the floor next to her. “Eat, drink. Get your head together. I can take the baby…”