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If youll just wait right there, Ill go inside for a minute and then well go to Mr. Riggs for supper. How does that sound?
Fine. Kate watched his small face carefully lest he be intimidated about going to Riggs and leave when she was inside. But she need not have worried; he was waiting patiently for her. Within minutes they were standing on Riggs front porch.
I brought a guest with me, Kate said to Sean when he opened the door.
Hi, Joey, Sean greeted the boy and opened the door wide. Rigg was in the kitchen and everyone headed that way. Kate silently thanked Rigg for the way he handled Joey, treating him as though his coming to supper was an everyday occurrence.
Okay Joey, Rigg instructed him, wash your hands and you can help Sean set the table.
The adults in the room were quiet and tried not to stare as Joey solemnly assisted Sean. Kaitlin could see that he took his task very seriously and she kept her face averted so he couldnt see the way she was struggling with her emotions.
Rigg and Kaitlin made a nice team as they efficiently put supper together. Two whole chickens were frieda job Kate tackled. Rigg mixed biscuits for the oven and Kate also made gravy and then sliced fruit for a salad.
Youre a better cook than Sean led me to believe, Rigg commented at one point, when Sean and Joey had gone into the other room.
Kaitlin chuckled. Its been slow in coming. The only thing I cook well is fish. One of these weekends Im going to send Sean to the creek and then Ill be able to cook for you and your family for a change.
Gil and Nate love to fish. I think theyd probably bring back enough for an army.
Ill have to mention it to your mother when we go for Marc. I can pick up the things Ill need this week.
Rigg didnt answer; he couldnt right then. It felt so right having Katie here, working beside him. He didnt want to get his hopes up but he was sure she was looking at him these days with different eyes. At first her eyes had been almost hostile and then had gone to guarded. And now they were changing from friendly to tender.
At least thats what Rigg thought. But that was the problem, the difference between thinking and knowing. He knew he still needed to bide his time or take the chance of destroying everything they had built between them.
Sean and Joey came back in just as supper preparations were complete. As they began to eat, it became apparent that Joey did not use utensils. Kaitlin felt deep compassion watching him dip his fingers in the gravy when his biscuit was gone.