Chapter 15
At my parents’ dinner table, I discreetly checked my phone under the edge of the table cloth. I had a text from Nash, who was spending a few well-deserved days off at his parents’ cottage near Lake Champlain. They were closing it up and he was going there to enjoy a few boat rides, take in the beautiful autumn foliage, and hopefully gain some perspective on his infatuation with Doctor Beneventi. I clicked on his message.
Micah. Call the coast guard. Let them know that a petite man with a big…personality has been drifting on the Champlain lake for the last two days. He’ll soon be out of liquids, as he’s finished the Jack Daniels bottle he’d brought. PS: I miss you…
I burst out laughing and my mother shot me a sharp look from across the table. “Micah, no phones at dinner!”
“No
