Chapter 15: Fudge and Knitting“Aiden!” Jen beamed at him from the other side of the counter, and Monica and Marge waved from their table in the corner. Aiden didn’t know why he’d driven into town and the café, but he simply couldn’t face leaving Nortown yet. He didn’t want to think about his cold, empty flat, and he couldn’t go to his mother. He couldn’t.
“Coffee?”
“Yes, please.” He noticed Jen looking out the window of the glass door behind him.
“Where’s Tristan?”
“Erm…At home, I think. I mean, he’s in the cabin with Og.”
“Ah.” She smiled. “Did you sneak away to do some Christmas shopping? You wouldn’t believe it, but he loves fudge. What time are you coming tonight?”
“Tonight?” The café spun around him, and he forced himself to take a deep breath. He should at least give Tristan a
