“I hope you’re hungry,”she said as she stepped back to look me in the eyes.“I got a little carried away.”
“Starving,”I told her and the corners of her mouth curved up.
I joined Jeff at the table and we scarfed down several cinnamon rolls.He drank coffee,while I poured myself a glass of milk instead.He and his mom gave me updates.My grandma had called earlier and spoke with Mrs.Leaton.They were already at the hospital with Pamela and my mom was stable,but still unconscious.
I was eager to get going,so Jeff and I headed out right after breakfast—after Judy gave me one more big hug.She seemed intent on hugging me as often as possible.