Chapter 63 I Am Sure

• “I’m sure you did,” he says, his smile widening, and then he tells Beth about how I almost won the race, leaving out the part about our fucking and my passing out afterwards.
• When the breakfast is over, I’m so stuffed I can’t eat another bite. Thanking Beth for the meal, I stand up, about to go get a book for a relaxing reading session on the porch, when Patrick surprises me by wrapping his hand around my wrist. “Wait, Katie,” he says softly, pulling me back down into my seat. “There’s one more thing Beth prepared today.” And he shoots Beth an indecipherable look—at which point she immediately gets up and goes into the kitchen.
• “Um, okay.” I’m beyond confused. She had prepared something, but didn’t serve it during the actual meal?