Chapter 9
Charity Case
RIVER
Our dinner would have surprised me if he asked me a bunch of questions, but I was deeply grateful that he did not push the issue. We ate in peace. I couldn’t live another day with another humiliation than I already had, so I limited my words to thank you and good night. I was not fishing for a compliment, but he did not even comment on my pot roast, considering he knew his way in the kitchen.
I learn something about Krew that probably only a few people knew about it. He disliked pitch black. His house was a showroom. I didn’t have to wonder if he preferred lights on over lights off. Whoa! Where did that come from? Why did I have to think of something obscene? Utterly inappropriate for an employee. He also clearly detested mashed potato. He didn’t drink anym
