Chapter 155 -The Dead Romance
- Cynthia Dion:
- After that incident, Atticus returned with a tray carrying a steaming bowl of soup and an bowl of fruits. He set the bowl of soup before me on the bed and the tray on the table in front of him.
- "Finish all of this and then take the medication," he mumbled, his head bowed, and he silently sliced the fruits. I took a sip of the soup, and it provided a comforting warmth.