That entire discussion completely drained what was left of James’ mental energy.

Nodding lightly at Quincy, he tiredly lay on on the sofa. “Alright. I just close my eyes for a minute.”

Cynthia stood up and said, “I’ll help you upstairs, James.”

“Okay.”

With Cynthia’s help, James was guided to a guest bedroom on the second floor.

She left him to rest in the room and gently closed the door. Then, Cynthia headed downstairs.She plopped herself on the sofa next to Quincy and grinned cheekily at