Chapter 71 Thea's Secret

• Miles makes me chicken noodle soup, then hands me the bowl with a warmer around it to keep me from burning my hands.
• “You want crackers?” he asks, halfway to the kitchen again.
• “No!” I call. “This is perfect.” Truly, it was. I still can’t get over how good it feels to be cared for like this. It almost feels… suspicious somehow, even though I know it probably shouldn’t. Still, when Miles sits down on the single chair beside the couch, I ask, “Why are you helping me?”