Chapter 15Why did I do this to myself? Night after night, I read on. Though I knew how the story ended. The day following that evening, the wonderful winter evening I still carried inside me, Nick had left with David and I didn’t see him ever again…
Dear Bump,
After that confrontation between Nick and Scott, we’d all eaten in silence, listening to ourselves chew.
“Sweetie,” Aunt Frannie said, pushing a curl out of Lene’s drowsy eyes. “You look pooped.” She turned to me. “Why don’t you get Lene settled in my bed? Just over the covers and spread the green comforter over her. It’s in the closet, under my suitcase.”
Why did I have to do these things?
“Go on, she’s tired.”
Nick lifted Lene out of her chair, and then, strapping her thighs around his chest, carried her down the hall, to Aun
