Chapter 323

While everyone was chatting, Cody kept himself busy, gently touching Delia Fleming’s belly while mumbling quietly to himself. Noticing this, Delia signaled Fiona Barnett and Cassandra Tate to stay quiet, then leaned closer to hear what Cody was muttering. “‘On the isles of the river, the cries of ospreys sound. Gentle and graceful, a maiden worthy to be found. Bent stems of water plants, left and right they sway. Gentle and graceful, for whom one dreams by day. Dreams that stir the heart, sought but not attained. Restless all night, turning ‘round in vain.’” “What the—?” Delia couldn’t help blurting out. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she turned to Cassandra. “Cassandra Tate, is my dear Cody reciting poetry? Love poetry, no less?” Looking rather resigned, Cassandra sighed and nodded. “Yup.” Delia raised her eyebrows, feigning outrage. “How could you do this to him? Cody’s just a kid! And you’re already making him go through... this?” Cassandra, looking helpless, shrugged. “You think