Chapter 26
Even with one arm in a sling, Tiffany didn’t act like your typical damsel in distress. She let me help her with some things, but not stringing tiger’s eye onto fishing line. That, she did on her own. I couldn’t very well make my own replacement bracelet.
“Wow, you’re almost done,” she said, with a nod to my needlework. “You should frame that and give it to your mom for Christmas.”
“That was the plan, originally.” I sat beside her, behind the counter of her grandparents’ shop, gazing at the peaceful winter scene I’d created. “But now I’m thinking maybe I’ll give it to my dad.”
Tiffany’s eyes went wide. “Wow, really?”
I shrugged, pretending it was no big deal. “Yeah, well he probably doesn’t have any decorations in his cell, right? So maybe he’ll like it.”
“He’ll lov
