““She tilted her head, looking back down at Del’s notes as she absently tore the crust off her pizza. And then she reached across the table and handed it to him as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He glanced down at the crust and then back at her; her eyes were still on his notebook as she flipped a page and began reading again, and he felt something settle in his chest. It was pathetic, but that was probably the nicest thing anyone had done for him in a long time.””
