#Chapter58

Willow

I could tell that Jax still had a lot of emotions to sift through, aside from the fact that he probably had a million details to organize before our departure tomorrow, as well. I knew he would talk to me if he needed to, and that was enough for my wolf to allow me to get busy with the preparations for dinner.

I whizzed around the kitchen, feeling in touch with my mother as I used our family recipe to make the lattice topped apple pie and fried the chicken in Crisco concurrently on the stovetop.

I had also made some baked macaroni and roasted asparagus to go...