Chapter 42 – Solving The Problem

(Eve's POV)

“This is crazy!” Callahan groaned, placing the sandwich back on the table.

“You’re not eating that?” I gasped, sitting beside him. My eyes were still wide, pinned on the food that would go to waste.

“You’re not eating my sandwich!” He hissed, narrowing his eyes at me, grabbing the sandwich again, and angrily taking a bite of the bread.

“Just asking, Cal,” I said, raising my hands. “Make sure you eat them. You have the habit of eating only half of your food,” I muttered as if I were talking to Cooper or Theo.

He chewed the food but watched me carefully arranging my notebook, tablet, and recorder on the round wooden table. Then I reached for the sandwich in my bag.

“Aw,” I mumbled, pouting at the sorry state of my lunch. My other things in the bag must have pressed the sandwich down into the bag, causing the peanut butter to ooze out and the bread to flatten. I was sure it was a perfectly shaped sandwich when Marga placed it in my bag, but now it looked saggy and unappetizin