As she stepped out of the car, Gabe glanced up, sending her a look of hopeful expectation.Helen hesitated. That was definitely not a look she'd seen before.She stepped from the car and approached the pair warily. A mound of irregularly shaped rocks obstructed the driveway. It wasn't gravel or fill, but beautiful river rocks of various hues: rose, violet, amber, and orange."We're making a rock garden!" Mallory blurted, taking in her mother's look of confusion.A rock garden. Like the one she'd torn from the magazine in Dr. Terrien's office. How on earth had Gabe guessed that she wanted a rock garden?He answered her question by holding up the crinkled article that had inspired her. It must have fallen out of her purse at some point. "Do you want it to look just like this?" he asked, indicating the picture. "We can do it any way you want," he added, full of enthusiasm."This is fine," she replied, unnerved that he'd picked up on her unspoken desires, let alone acted on them. Leila, whom she'd just had lunch with, had to be right.
