Chapter 100

“This isn’t Cambridge,” I murmured. “Really bad things could have happened to you both.”

“I know. I’ve…it’s just he’s never been mad at me.”

“This is all my fault. My father was right. I’d be better off dead.”

“No, you wouldn’t!” JR whirled on him. “And don’t you ever say such a stupid thing again! Wills is mad, but he loves me, and he’ll get over it.”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t love me. He’s got no reason to, and now—”

“Come into the kitchen with me. The hot chocolate should be cool enough now that you won’t burn your mouths. And I’ll get dinner started. How do cheeseburgers sound?”

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The cooktop had a grill between the four burners, and I put four half-pound hamburger patties on it. “Do me a favor and keep an eye on these. I want to see how Wills is doing.”

“I know how to cook.” It was Pat who said that. “Just give me a spatula. And tell me where the cheese is.”