Chapter Twenty-Four
Zoe felt as restless as a cat while she waited for some word from Padric about her letters. She kept dropping things, like a tin of sardines and an entire package of unbleached flour. The twins were laughing too hard at the sight of her entire body covered in flour to be any help with the cleanup.
When she finally finished, she realized she’d gotten several messages from Padric.
A broken heart emoji. A teardrop emoji. And then—I’m dying for you to get here. You’re taking forever. I keep reading your letters and now I feel trapped in yesterday. Time should be moving faster.
Trapped in yesterday. Trust Padric to put that feeling into words. It described how she’d felt when he left. Her heart had never quite moved on at the pace of life. A piece of it had stayed behind
