White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

silence for a few minutes, the sound of silver against porcelain filling the room.

Gary spoke briefly about a plumbing job he had finished at the high school, but his eyes kept returning to his plate.

Beatrice smiled and nodded, but her gaze stayed fixed on me, watching every bite I took.

“I did want to let you know, though,” Beatrice said, pausing to continue reading …