I snap out of my thoughts and remember that Liz is in the kitchen. I need to ensure her safety.
“I didn’t think you were that hungry,” I say as I enter the kitchen, noticing she’s enjoying the cake. “Are you going to tell me what happened at the mall?” I can’t hold back; I need to know what’s going on between her and Patrick.
“You’re the one who needs to explain what happened at the mall, Mr. McKnight!” She tries to sound authoritative.
“What are you talking about, Liz?” I find it cute, but I don’t understand. I sit on the opposite side of the table, waiting for her to explain.
“Give me a break, Henry,” she says as she starts looking for something in the cabinets. It should be where the glasses are kept.
“It’s to your right.” She opens the cabinet and finds the glasses, then goes to t
