“I’ve never seen him like that, either. That’s why I’m pretty sure he walked into a trap, somehow. Look, I know you have Hal and Marcus and your whole congregation for support, but if you need anything…I’ll help any way I can.”
Her moment of weakness vanished, her manner turning efficient once again. “Convince Gideon to get some sleep,” Mary joked. Picking up his bowl, she carried it to the sink to rinse it out. “Let me know if he wants anything.”
Jesse nodded. He wished he could stay in Mary’s warm kitchen. He’d even eat another bowl of soup, if she wanted. But he needed information and Gideon was the best source.