Jack turned around, and rushed back over to me. “Sabrina? Are you alright?” His hand grasped my shoulder as he leaned down.
I held up my hand. “Give me a moment,” I said.
“You get these episodes whenever you go places. I nearly forgot.”
That's what he called them? Episodes?
He took out the few bags I had and now had an arm-full. The carts were impossible to push through all that slush. “I'll help you to your car. Just hold on to me.”
“Okay, thanks.” I gripped a strong arm, now able to walk. The lot was mostly clear of snow, so that was not a problem.
Jack loaded my few bags into my Jeep and leaned on the door as I stepped inside.
“So, how about that coffee? Where do you want to go?”
I'd debated about going somewhere with him the whole while we checked out. Did I really want to spea
