Chapter Nine
Jonathan returned to the room late again (or so it seemed), visibly exhausted but bearing with him—a cheeseburger! I fell upon it in an instant, ripping back the fast food wrapper and stuffing it into my mouth so fast that I’m not certain I tasted anything.
“Don’t get used to it,” Jonathan said as I ate. “We went out today, so I was able to stop somewhere to get you that, but we don’t go out all the time. This is a luxury, just so we’re clear on that.”
“Where did you go?” I asked, my cheeks stuffed with delicious, greasy meat and cheese.
Jonathan paused. Then, “hunting.”
“You went hunting?” I asked. “In a place where they have cheeseburgers?”
“Well, it was close by.”
I wondered if I was the only girl Jonathan had convinced himself was a monster. Maybe I wasn’t even the
