Throughout dinner, Myra's gaze never left Chasel.
She was gawking at him like a starstruck fan would at their favorite idol, her eyes filled with admiration, affection, and excitement.
Louisa, watching this scene, couldn't help but chuckle. "Chasel, do you know what Myrna likes to eat? Pass her some more dishes. Myrna, this is your home from now on. Whatever you want to eat or drink, don't be shy."
Myrna flashed a radiant smile. "Thank you; you're so kind."
Louisa laughed even harder. "I'm kind? Then you should visit more often! If Chasel is too busy to accompany you, just give me a call. I'll come pick you up myself! I have tons of Chasel's childhood photos."
"Mom." The thought of the embarrassing photos in that album made Chasel cringe.
Myrna chuckled and readily agreed, but she seemed to have moved her injury, prompting a concerned Chasel to remind her, "Easy there."
