C12 CHAPTER TWELVE

Oh.” Startled, she shoved the carton back inside the refrigerator. “No, thank you. I . . . Would you care if I made breakfast tomorrow?”

She had spoken of cooking. Progress! “Sure. I’m out of the house by five thirty to feed the animals, and my brother is gone on vacation.”

“Your brother is Troy, right? Nadine told me he was my first doctor