Chapter Ten
JORDIE HAD A great time at Betsy’s, even asking for three chocolate milks. They were such regulars there that Tina Rogers, “Betsy,” made sure Jordie was kept satisfied with pancakes until he couldn’t eat any more. She even brought out a washcloth to wipe away the syrup that didn’t make it into his mouth. Cherish sat there, smiling, as the older woman doted all over Jordie as if he was the king of the world. Jordie just laughed and ate it up.
Once they finished breakfast, Cherish decided it was a good idea to take Jordie to the park and allow him to run off some of the energy all that syrup pumped into him. Besides, it was a beautiful day, and her misery had cooped them up inside too long, wallowing in her self-pity. Today called for wallowing outside.
There were two other mo
