Our attention is on her daughter, who’s with Tommy and Katie over at the jukebox. I’m not sure whether it’s because of the relationship I have with Saffron, but few things please me more than observing close siblings. Brooklyn and her brother adore each other and they share the same sense of humo...
While I’m preparing the pancakes, Callie, who’s supposed to be in charge of the scrambled eggs, is bent over the kitchen island, elbows resting on the granite top, one leg crossed in front of the other, reading a newspaper someone must have brought with them yesterday. She’s in pink skinny jeans ...