Noon was approaching.
Miles arrived at Abyssal Bay on time to pick up Stella Sterling and Leah Rhodes.
In the car.
"What do you usually eat?" Stella squeezed Leah's wrist. "Why are you so thin?"
Leah pulled her hand back and mumbled, "Mostly seasonal vegetables."
Stella raised an eyebrow. "What about chicken, duck, fish, and meat?"
"Very rarely. Wendy puts me on a nutritional plan. I occasionally get a pork chop."
Stella sucked in a breath, then said calmly, "You should eat less pork chops; they're too greasy. I'll take you out for some good food from now on."
Leah nodded obediently.
Seeing her, for a split second, Stella wanted nothing more than to present all the delicious food in the world to her, letting her take her pick.
'It was all that damn Wendy Garrison's fault.'
As the van approached Borland Road,
Stella was still thinking about feeding Leah all sorts of delicious food.
