the sofa as the kids play together on the floor. He sits next to her on the couch and squeezes her shoulder. “Don’t give up.”
She is confused. “I thought you were going to work on the table for a while.”
“It’s close to dinnertime and the lights are off in the kitchen.” She looks at him, perplexed. “It’s a setback, Joansie. Don’t give up. Please.” She begins to shake her head. “Today’s the day.”
“John…”
He raises his hand to stop her. “You need to gain weight, and I’m going to the kitchen to make you chicken alfredo with lots of cream.”
She reaches for his hand. “You don’t know how to make chicken alfredo.”
“That’s why I’m calling your mom. Alice will be over here like that,” he says, snapping his fingers. “The two of us are going to put weight on you.” He jumps up and runs from the room, returning in moments with the blue satin boxer’s robe she wore on Halloween, and lays it over her. “When dinner’s ready I want you to wear this to the table.” He kisses her and leaves the room.
John reaches for the phone on the wall in the kitchen and dials the number. He knows that Alice will help him cook one meal, eight, twenty-four, or a hundred and two! Whatever it takes. They’ll cook together, and Joan will gain weight and he’ll get fat. He’ll do it. Whatever it takes.
November 2012
Days have gone by, and Lauren still has not heard from Bud. “He could be out of town,” Gloria says, nibbling on a cookie. “Maybe he goes to Florida for the winter.”
“Oh, great!” Lauren says, reaching for a cookie from the tray that was left on Gloria’s desk. “I hadn’t even thought of that.”
“Why do you need to find him anyway?” Gloria asks.
“I’m hoping he can help me solve a mystery.”
Gloria takes the final bite of her cookie. “Like the mystery of who keeps leaving these yummy treats in my office?” She reaches for another cookie. “What did the note call these again?”
Lauren reads it. “Truffle cookies.” She looks at the cookie in her hand. “So moist.”
“I’m afraid I’m going to get fat eating all these treats,” Gloria says. She cranes her neck to see if Miriam is in the hallway. “As soon as I say something like that, big-mouth Miriam has something smart to say.” She leans in close to Lauren, whispering, “Do you think I’m getting fat?”
“Not yet.” Lauren pops the last bite of cookie into her mouth as she leaves Gloria’s office.
“Not yet?” Gloria calls after her. She looks at the cookie and wonders if she should finish it. She shrugs, shoving the last bite into her mouth.
Lauren walks into the tutoring room and picks up the reading book she will be going through with Jenson today. At ten, he still struggles with sounding out words. She feels the baby kick and puts her hand on her stomach.
“Everything okay?” Andrea asks, entering the room.
Lauren smiles. “Sure. The baby has been so active recently. Come here.”
Andrea steps to her, and Lauren reaches for her hand, placing it on her stomach. “Wow! Football player? Soccer? Maybe doing ballet?”
“Sometimes it feels like all three at once! For some reason, the baby decides to be very active while I am trying to sleep!”
Jenson bounces into the room and says, “Hey! What’s going on?”
“Come here, buddy,” Lauren says. She puts his hand on her stomach and his eyes bug out.
“What is that?”
Lauren and Andrea laugh. “That’s my baby. Remember when your mom had your baby brother?”
He nods. “I wanted her to have a frog,” he says, disappointed.
Lauren rears her head back, laughing. “Grab your book and look over page twenty-two for me. Then we will go through it together.” He walks to a cubicle and Lauren turns back to Andrea. “I have a weird question. Do you happen to buy milk from a local farmer?”
“Miss Andrea, am I supposed to be back here with you, or am I supposed to be in the big room playing?” Chyna says, sticking her head inside the room.
“You’re supposed to be back here,” Andrea says. “I have your books. Come on in.” Chyna bounces past Andrea and Lauren to a cubicle and Andrea follows, stopping to look back at Lauren. “I go to the farmer’s market every now and then. Why?”
Lauren waves her hand in the air. “No big deal.”
TWENTY-THREE
November 1972
John and Alice help Joan to prepare the Thanksgiving meal. Despite their best efforts to make high-fat meals, Joan has