"Really?"
Elissa instinctively touched her own face. "I don’t think so. I’ve been eating just fine."
There was still enough food in the fridge to last her and Tanya Foster another couple of days.
They hadn’t bought much over the holidays—just some snacks and fresh produce. Everything else came courtesy of Father Benedict’s wife and Mrs. Garrett, who made sure they were well supplied with homemade goodies.
Even so, Elissa felt like she’d put on a few pounds.
Cliff chuckled. "Enjoy the rest while you can. Once work starts up again, it’ll be non-stop for the rest of the year."
A clinic wasn’t like other businesses. Apart from a brief break at the end of the year, you had to be ready to work at any moment.
Elissa wasn’t just seeing patients in person—she also hosted live online Q&A sessions and was now involved in a new pharmaceutical research project that kept her busier than ever.
She started the car, unbothered. "Honestly, I like keeping busy."
She thrived on that kind of fast-paced routine.
And sure enough, traffic near the airport was a nightmare.
By the time she’d picked up Aaron and Jacqueline and made it back downtown, the city was already glittering with lights.
Dinner was Cliff’s responsibility tonight. He chose a quiet, unpretentious restaurant known for its light, healthy cuisine—run by a southern chef who knew exactly what he was doing.
As soon as the four of them arrived, a server led them to a private dining room. The space was roomy and tastefully decorated.
Cliff handed the menu to Aaron and Jacqueline, smiling warmly. "Father, Mrs. Foster, you haven’t had good home cooking in a while. Tonight, you two pick the dishes."
"Alright," Aaron replied easily. He knew everyone’s favorites and wasted no time placing the order.
Elissa sat beside Jacqueline, looking sweet and earnest. "Mrs. Foster, are you really feeling much better?"

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