Chapter 68

After a moment, his eyes returned to my face and they were dark with emotion. “Most of us lost the one we love. That’s why we’re here. Alone.”

“I was very insensitive.” I gave him a sincere look. “I’m sorry. I’ve been caught up in my own sad love story these last weeks.”

“Oh…Maybe you could have shared it with us and we could have had a good ol’ cry togetherThatwould have been better than your chocolate cookies.”

I laughed quietly. “Duly noted.”

Mr. Chapleau turned serious again. “Because we need to talk about them. We need to share their memories, ourmemories, to feel close to them again. And today would have been a good day for that.”

“Yes, got it.” I held out my hand. “Will you give me another shot?”

This time, he was the one to chuckle. “There’s always Easter.”26