Chapter 14Nash didn’t think he was hungry until the food Geoffrey ordered arrived, and then he was ravenous. He could see the amusement on Sunny’s face as he dug into the food, like he hadn’t eaten in at least a week. He just smiled back and started work on the stack of waffles—Geoffrey had chosen several items off of each menu, giving them a wide array of breakfast, lunch, and dinner foods.
“Are you going to save any for the rest of us?” Sunny asked.
“There’s plenty here. Besides, I need to keep my strength up,” Nash answered around a mouthful of eggs.
“I don’t think you’ll have any problem with that.”
Geoffrey was quiet, eating without comment. Nash recognized that sort of silence. He had seen Geoffrey retreat into himself like that when he was tired, or trying to work out a new, nev
