Chapter Twenty-Five
Emma
I could tell there were too many things on Preston’s mind when we got home from the hospital. He’d locked himself inside Glenn’s gym and pounded away on the punching bag while I ate dinner. There was nothing I could say or do to help him. He was about to lose his father.
Our plan was for me to go to the café and hope he showed up. If he saw me, I could easily strike up a conversation and go from there. Preston and I had already gone through Cameron’s things, and I’d taken her perfume, along with a couple of her favorite T-shirts. Preston said she used to wear them all the time. It felt strange knowing I was going to wear her clothes, but if anything could trigger a response from Nathan, it’d be something of hers.
I brought my dishes to the sink and turned aroun
