Chapter 18Ben called the next day to tell Ma he and Jason would be coming by for a brief visit. “We have the day off and thought we’d come see you.” He didn’t tell her about the fruit arrangement, though.
“I’ll let Dad know so he can take some time off,” she said. “And I’ll pick up some cold cuts for lunch.”
“That sounds great. Thanks, Ma.”
“Benjie…” Her voice wavered, and he felt tears well up.
“I know. We’ll see you in a few hours.” This time, Ben would be behind the wheel on the drive to DeKalb, since he knew the way.
The proprietor of Fruit Sweets was able to put together their order in record time, and they placed it on the backseat of Ben’s Jeep.
“I’ve never been to DeKalb,” Jason said. “Is it a nice town?”
“Yeah, I liked it. I would have stayed if Rick hadn’t—well, that’s not
