“I know I’m late. What’s on tap for today?” “Helen Reynold’s ex-husband should be here within the hour. And, Beau.” The receptionist pointed in the direction of Olivia’s office. “He’s here already. He insisted on sitting in your office.” Genevieve blushed. “Personally, I ...
Can you hear me?” “Where are you, Mother?” Wishing her daughter would lose the whine, Suzanna replied, “I’m at the library. How are you?” “When are you coming home? It’s already July! You’ve been gone almost … How long has it...
Did I sleep, too? When? When the doctor opened the door for her, she bit her lip, afraid of what she might see, afraid not to see her precious baby. Amanda stepped into the room. Cecelia looked too tiny for the bed, her blond hair peeking out from a bandage around her head...
Unlike the steel and glass offices in downtown Seattle with expensive ultra-modern furnishings that she’d visited when working at Talmadge Property Management, this space reminded her of a formal living room. Since his office was in a house, that’s exactly what it must have been. Two fabric-cover...
“What are you doing?” “I’m folding the towels, silly.” “When did Angela say you were due?” “Around March tenth.” “Hmm. It’s only February second. That’s a whole month away.” He smiled. “I’d have figure...