Finished getting ready, Esther hurried from her room, her steps slowing as she approached the table and saw Norman setting plates down. One in front of Elvera and one in front of the seat for her. Somehow she managed to keep moving and prevent herself from staring at Norman. What had happened? Had Malachi been mistaken?
Slipping into place, Esther kept her gaze on the food in front of her. She wanted to run. Had Malachi mentioned her to Norman? What had happened? The sound of wine being poured into her glass had her glancing up at Norman. He looked the same as always.
Elvera gestured towards the food once Norman had left the table and Esther continued to stare at her plate. “Are you going to eat?”
Thoughts raced through her mind. Incoherent words and plans that made no sense. Why was sh
