
(Chapter 17)
Chapter 18
The table was set, Tyler putting out everything he could think Erin might want for lunch in the hope of encouraging her to eat. In the two days since he’d arrived in Chicago, Erin’s appetite so far had stretched only to some fruit and crackers. Tyler was determined that he would get her to eat a good meal, or at least, the beginnings of one. He moved a chair an inch, adjusted a plate a fraction, and was just about as prepared as he could be to begin his atte...
   
    
    
    
        Published on May 23, 2020 12:00