Chapter 4

I headed home, feeling lighter than I had in weeks.

When I walked in, Dad was talking to a stranger at the door.

When he saw me, he quickly asked, "Tiffany, this man says he's here to deliver food. What's going on?"

The man nodded at me and said, "It's from the Easton family."

He handed me the lunchbox and explained, "The meal was prepared according to the doctor's dietary recommendations for your father."

I smiled and said, "Please thank Mr. Easton for me."

He nodded politely and headed out.

I popped open the lunchbox. It was packed with gourmet…