The Wrong Message

~HADLEY~

I checked my phone again.

No message.

The bag had left my hands hours ago, and I had spent the time since then doing a very poor job of pretending I didn't care what happened to the food inside it.

Maybe he threw it out. Maybe he left it sitting on the bench until it went cold. Maybe he took one look at the chicken or seafood boil and decided anything I made with my own hands was automati