19 - JEREMIAH / EMMA

JEREMIAH

I look up from the table to see Emma coming down the stairs, now she looked beautiful at the celebration but today even just in the simple sundress I picked she looks, even more, I step back from the table a little and hold the chair out for her. She walks over and sits down. I know she won't eat until I do, so I do what I did last night and the night of the celebration. I pick up a piece of fruit and hold it to her mouth.

She hesitates, but then opens and allows me to put it in her mouth. I then pick up a piece and put it in my mouth. I do this a few more times before getting to my feet and saying,

"Come."

I hold out my hand, and she puts her in it without hesitation. I gently pull her to her feet, grab the small basket, and then lead her out of the cabin and around the side. I give her the basket as I let go of her hand, walk over, uncover my bike, get on it and roll it backwards until I am next to her. I then sit up straighter