Bear
“SHE COMING DOWN?” MEG asked.
I shook my head. “She wanted to lay down for a little bit. Just put a plate up for her.”
Meg frowned but nodded. “I can do that. She didn’t really sleep all day, so I’m sure she was tired.”
That was the damn truth.
Greta had looked like she had been run over by a truck when she opened the door. She was nowhere up to entertaining all the people who were here. I got that they were all a family who were always there, but she needed to just sleep right now. As soon as everyone was done eating, they were all going home.
Greta needed to rest, and I was going to make sure that happened.