Chapter 4“You cooked?” Uncle Will asked suspiciously the next day when he turned up to find Aaron reheating leftover mac and cheese.
“Charlie did.” Aaron balanced precariously on his crutches as he took the plate out of the microwave. He’d burned himself more than once in the kitchen since having to work with his crutches. Not that he’d ever been much of a cook before. “Want some?”
“I already ate at the diner.”
“You didn’t tell me Charlie was working there.” Aaron set his plate down carefully on the table, then had to go back for a fork. It was painstaking how long everything took, but he appreciated that Uncle Will didn’t get in his way trying to help him. He just stood back and let Aaron get there in the end.
“I figured if I did, you’d find some reason to avoid the place,” Uncle Will
