#Chapter 63 - Good Cop, Bad Cop

Shirley I’d been right - today was a lot better than yesterday. Maybe that’s because of my baking session with Keith’s mother or the decent sleep I had last night. Whatever the reason, I’m glad I was a little more at ease today. Hearing Jean’s voice that afternoon also seemed to help. She sounded happier than ever as she told me how much Eliot loves his new school. She seemed decently pleased even though she admitted she preferred the schools in Lock Heart. I felt sorry for the fact, silently wishing for a world where she could return. But now I’m sitting on my bed, giving a small yawn as I check the time. It’s still a little early and despite being tired - I don’t necessarily want to climb into bed. Instead, I perk up a little as I propose the idea of a bedtime snack, hoping I can sneak some of the cookies Ruth made. Leaving my room, I go to the kitchen and find exactly what I’d hoped for. The container of cookies is on the counter, practically begging to be