She expected a visit from Zack and, perhaps, if she was honest, a visit from Logan as well. She spent most of the morning preparing for them to arrive. She was disappointed on all counts. It was practically anticlimactic. Though, if she were honest, only one count truly disappointed her. Deep in her heart, she really wanted to see Logan again. Needed to. She peppered her father with questions about Logan’s visit last night, but he had little to say, other than he seemed like a decent man who’d been truly very worried about her . . . and he could handle his chili. But to Dad, that was about all it took to rise high in his estimation. He often said he never had much respect for a man who couldn’t handle serious chili. With a sigh, she’d let the topic drop. Sidney had left late last night to head back to Fort Worth, because she had to work in the morning, and Mom was certainly no distraction, so Hanna headed out to her studio, the small greenhouse her father had converted for her, and painted the day away.
