Chapter 918

"You'll know when the time comes." Logan's words echoed in Lisa's mind, keeping her awake at night. When Martha arrived, she brought a pot of stewed chicken and a variety of vegetables for Logan. "I bought all these from the village, and they're all organic, free of chemical fertilizers," she said. Lisa couldn't help but watch Martha's every move. Martha noticed this. "Why are you staring at me? It's creepy." "Why are you so good to Uncle Logan, Mom?" Lisa asked. She shot back. "He's my brother, and I should be good to him. You, on the other hand, seem to have no conscience." Instead of asking why she was being scolded, Lisa said, "I agree, but it seems like you're going above and beyond for him. It's almost like you treat him..." She paused. "Like your own son." Martha was putting away the vegetables in the fridge, her hands moving deftly. "You're telling me!" She admitted frankly, gesturing with an eggplant. "When Logan was first brought home, he was only this big. I was