Mrs. Henry called to him from the kitchen. “Are you ready for this delicious lunch Lilly brought you?”
“Yes, I’m hungry, and it all smells really good.” Fane’s wolf rumbled appreciatively at the smell of the chicken, and his stomach growled. He hadn’t realized he was so hungry until his mind was given something besides Jacquelyn to think about.
“The plates are in the cabinet to the left of the stove, and the silverware is in the drawer to the right of the sink,” Mrs. Henry pointed out. “Eat all you want. Oh, and she made sweet tea as well. It’s in the fridge. The glasses are in the cabinet next to the plates.”
“Thank you,” Fane told her.
“I’m off to the grocery store. I didn’t get a chance to go yesterday. Is there anything in particular that you like?” she asked.
“I’m not picky, and
