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Logan puts down his fork and takes the picture from Evelyn.

“I got one of these too.”

“What? This is really odd. Should we worry?” Evelyn asks.

Logan gives her back the picture and picks up his fork and starts eating again. We sit in silence just watching him eat.

“What?” Logan says.

“Why would anyone take our picture and then send it to all three of us?” Evelyn asks.

“We get weird things all the time in the mail. It’s either the paparazzi or some crackpot.”

Logan takes another forkful of food and takes his time eating it. I can’t stand the tension he is creating. I can see that Evelyn is really worried.

“Logan, tell her about the naked pictures,” I say.

“Oh yes, that chick who kept sending us naked pictures every week. I just chalk it up to being famous and running a dating app.”

“Is this true, Sean?”

“It is Evelyn. We get weird mail all the time.”

“Whoever took this picture has to be stalking us. This is scary. He was there with us at the restaurant taking pictures, and we didn’t even notice.”

Logan finishes the last bite on his plate. I hadn’t really eaten anything because I was thinking the same thing as Evelyn. I just didn’t say anything because she is scared enough.

“This was great Sean. Thanks for cooking.”

“You’re welcome, Logan.”

Evelyn puts down her fork and pushes away her plate.

“I can’t eat.”

Logan puts his hand on Evelyn’s shoulder.

“Look babe, maybe we do have a stalker. It worries me too. But I’ll take care of this.”

“How will you take care of this Logan?” Evelyn asks.

“Yes Logan, how will you take care of this?” I ask.

“I’ll get Morty- the guy I hire for publicity outings- to come stake out my house for a few days to see if anyone is following us.”

“If anyone can get the job done, Morty can. Don’t worry Evelyn,” I say.

I take my hand and place it on top of Evelyn’s and squeeze it.

“Okay, I’ll try not to worry so much,” Evelyn says.

“That’s good. We will always take care of you Evelyn.”

“I’ll take good care of us,” Logan says.

“Is there dessert?” Evelyn asks.

“Sure is. How does cherry cobbler sound?”

I smile at both of them but inside I am worried. My gut tells me that something serious is going on. But for now, we will enjoy the cherry cobbler and each other.


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