Chapter 232

"Yes." Clara swallowed the muffin. "She's one of my patients."

She smiled. "Tastes good, right?"

Arthur gave a sincere nod. "Good."

Clara followed the thread. "The old woman's really kind, but she worries herself sick over her grandson."

Arthur's brow twitched almost imperceptibly. "Worries herself sick?"

"Mhm." Clara nodded. "She just wants him to find someone, but her grandson's like a clam. He