Chapter 62

The next time I turned up, after my winning meal of White Trash Mac & Cheese, Jack was a different person. Maisie had already left for work by the time I got there, so I couldn’t ask her if something had happened to explain the shift in Jack’s mood. I suppose I could have called her later, but I hated to add to her burden, especially when I didn’t know if the change was just a fleeting thing. Maybe it was something that simply came and went, and I had yet to witness it.

He had every reason, I thought, to be depressed.