Chapter 208

• "Can you pass the salt, Jason?" Kayla Schofield politely asked as she motioned to the left of her son-in-law.
• "Here you go," he replied respectfully as he handed her the crystal shaker, their eyes only briefly meeting, betraying nothing to the other guests at the table.
• She could not help but let a mischievous little smile spread across her lips, if only for an instant. It was these little moments that often provided, to her own shame, the most excitement.