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Chapter 88: Moby

I know Piper won't be home before seven o'clock, but I've been sitting at the bar in the kitchen waiting for her to walk in the door since about six. I cooked dinner, although I can't guarantee the quality, I made vegetable soup and cornbread, both from a package. I'm hoping they soften the blow I'm going to deliver over dinner. I can't keep it in; I have to unload the burden.

When she comes in, I see the exhaustion just beneath the surface, the darkness under her eyes. Through it all, I still see the gorgeous woman I married even if she's lost a good bit of weight and her cheeks have begun to hollow. I wonder if she'll ever be able to see the man I promised her I'd be.

"Hey," she says, dropping her stuff on the counter. "What's up?"

"I made dinner." I point out like a daft duck.

She returns my gesture with a smile. "It smells fantastic. I'm starving. Let me go change and I'll serve it up."