“Get it? Feather…wing?”“I get it. I just don’t understand the whole naming process, but it’ll do.” Sarah nodded.After the women finished in the bathroom, they returned to the driveway to find their men. Sarah worked her way through the rows of bikes. She stopped at the sight of the most gorgeous woman she’d ever run across.Her sunny blonde hair had natural curls that reflected the sun and cascaded down to the waistband of her pants, and she ran her hand over Reefer’s whiskered cheek in such a tender way it came to Sarah that maybe she should stay back and leave the two of them alone.The other members of the family disappeared out of the driveway, and Sarah stood outside the intimate circle this woman and Reefer formed. A hand touched her arm, and she jumped.“I didn’t mean to scare you.” A well-to-do man in a designer suit stood at her side. “It’s always like this when those two get together.”The man smiled and held out his hand. “I’m Remy. That’s my wife, Margarine.”She blew out her breath and laughed.
