Grace looked up as she stacked the last of her and Seth’s dirty breakfast dishes, more than a little pleased with how things had turned out. Although reluctant, he’d returned to the table, drunk his coffee and filled her in on ten years of ranching. All in all, the morning had gone well. “Everything okay?” Maura laughed, her gaze lowered. “Not really. Even though I was upstairs, I still managed to hear Seth hollering. I thought we could both use a break.” Grace chuckled. “Got that right. That man has a great affinity for hiding out in his room.” “He’s pretty much been there since Jake brought him home from the hospital. He gets angrier and angrier as the days go by.” Grace lifted the trays loaded with dishes and followed Maura to the kitchen. Neither of them spoke as they passed Seth’s room. While they placed the dishes in the dishwasher, Maura explained that Lexi had been picked up by a friend and taken to town for reading hour at the library. “So we’ve got about an hour and a half.
