HOME BY MORNING
From HOME BY MORNING by Alexis Harrington Cole found the coffee, ground the beans, and soon the room was filled with its rich redolence as it perked. Without help, he also located the cups, cream, and spoons. He searched for something to go with the coffee—Granny Mae was right, they had to eat. The best he found was a loaf of bread and a square of butter on a saucer. Jessica hadn’t been wrong about her lack of food. But then as Amy had often reminded him, Jess had never had much talent in the kitchen. He’d never cared. Although the bread looked more like scraps by the time he’d butchered it, he was glad for the distraction. But he could feel Jessica’s eyes on his back as he puttered. “Eat your sandwich,” he said over his shoulder. “The coffee’s about ready.” Satisfied to see her nibbling on the chicken, he balanced the cups, coffee pot and other stuff to carry to the table. He’d never had much talent in the kitchen, either. “Sorry about the bread,” he muttered, putting it down. Jessica...