Chapter 156 Eating Crow

• Bright and early the next morning, I awoke to a knocking at my door. Reluctantly, I slid out of bed, threw on a robe, and went to answer it. I was only mildly surprised to find Andrew on the other side, a bag of donuts in one hand and a cupholder with two coffees in the other.
• “Good morning,” he said, a little too cheerfully for me. “May I come in?”
• I was tempted to say no, but the donuts smelled too good to do so. I merely nodded and stepped aside to let him in.