But Leslie didn't care what Matilda might be feeling. She continued on her own rhythm like nothing could stop her: "Grandma, if I win and you hand over your jewelry, then I'll treat your mouth problem. You'd be paying me with the jewels, simple as that. But if I lose, the treatment's on the house-free of charge, no strings attached. How about it?"
The two playing chess nearby had obviously heard everything. Miles felt all kinds of complicated inside.
He used to see Leslie the same way everyone else did-judgmental, assuming the worst. But now? Without the filters and bias, he was starting to really look at her for the first time. Maybe none of them had ever actually known who she was.
Walter placed his piece on the board and chuckled, "Looks like I win."
He rose and settled hi
