Jonah picked it up. “At least he proofread himself.”
“Jonah,” Elise murmured.
“What? I’m trying very hard not to put my fist through a wall.”
“Pick a wall that doesn’t charge Mom a security deposit.”
He looked at her.
A faint breath of laughter passed between them and disappeared.
It was the first time the room had allowed any air.
I opened one letter.
Meryl—
I saw you from Wade’s truck today.
That was as far as I got.
My hands started shaking.
Wade stepped forward instinctively.
I held up one finger.
He stopped.
I read silently.
Randall had apparently been parked across from my oncology clinic while I attended a blood draw. Wade had gone inside to collect a prescription from another pharmacy in the same medical complex. Randall had stayed in the truck because he was too weak to walk far that day and too recognizable to risk being seen.
