The truck rolled to a stop outside the brownstone.
"I almost forgot." Ethan reached into the dashboard and brought out a small paper bag. The top was folded over and sealed with a round sticker.
He held it across the console.
"My grandmother asked me to give you this." His hand remained extended. "She said it was nutritional."
Charlotte took the bag and peeled back the sticker.
Her eyes moved across the label, then returned to the first line.
A sound escaped her throat.
Ethan switched off the engine and turned toward her.
"Are you okay?" His hand rested on the steering wheel.
Charlotte folded the top of the bag closed.
"Did you read this?" She slipped it into her handbag.
"No." Ethan picked up his keys. "She said it was nutritional."
"Okay." Charlotte closed her bag. "Okay."
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