I didn’t wish Emil ill while he was trying to get himself together. I just wanted him to be less needy and clingy around me.
As I shut the door behind him, I held back a sigh of relief and looked at the time. I had a little over an hour to eat and get back to the store.
When I glanced at Christopher and Henry, they were staring at me. Christopher had concern written all over his face, but Henry seemed like a normal fifteen-year-old.
“I’m hungry. Where are we going?” Henry might have picked up on the discord around him, but he wasn’t going to let a little uneasiness keep him from food.
I was buoyed by his cheerfulness.
We ended up at the newly refurbished Limelight Diner, once a bar and now a breakfast and lunch place. We found a table for three in the back corner, where we wouldn’t be jostled by the steady stream of people buying takeout sandwiches and chips.