Chapter 44Steve
A few hours later, we were settling down on the couch in my living room. After El’s shift had ended, I microwaved a frozen dinner to eat between customers, but Adam hadn’t hung around for burritos this time. He said he had an errand he needed to run, and he’d grab something to eat while he was out, then meet me back here.
“So do you have to work tomorrow?” he asked quietly.
“No, thank goodness. Do you?”
“Nope, I’m off all weekend.”
“Good…So, umm, what did you want to talk about?”
“Well, first of all, I think I need to know more about your allergies…before anything else happens.”
I groaned. “Well, eggs have always been the worst, ever since my mom started feeding me solid food when I was six months old. The doctors always said I’d grow out of it, but if anything, it’s
