Chapter 107

“Yes, there is. You can set the table.”

They busied themselves in the dining room, and by the time the table was set, Chad and Mrs. Walker were carrying dishes of food into the room and placing them on the table. Noah had been paying careful attention to his mother as he ate his lunch, and observing her interactions with Tom and Chad. Unable to stand it any longer, he decided to comment. “Mom,” he said.

“Yes?”

“I have to say that you seem to be taking everything in stride all of a sudden.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just a few days ago, you couldn’t even face Tom and me together, and today you’re sitting here talking to him—and for that matter, Bobby and his friend—as though nothing is the matter.”