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Sara settled into what had become her chair for lunch at Lakeside Glass. She stopped packing her own lunch after a couple weeks when she realized Adam always had enough food for all of them, and his food was always better than what she had.
She also had gotten into the habit of giving him cash every week to help pay for his groceries. Since they were benefiting her, she thought it was only fair. He argued, every time, but she didn’t back down. She was not willing to take handouts. Even from people she considered friends.
“What’s for lunch today?” Megan asked, joining them in the small room.
Megan was wearing her boots, but she left her coveralls in the back so she was only in short black shorts and a black tank top. Adam’s eyes slid down her body, and Sara averted her gaze to stop i
