Make that four kids, he thought, as he watched Ethan and his pal Jimmy tossing a ball in the open field that bordered Annabelle’s house. Treasure was out there, too—chasing the ball, retrieving it when they threw it for him, and loping around the field, happy as a puppy. Megan and Michelle had kept Wes more on his toes than he’d imagined possible, starting from the time Annabelle took off for the bridal shower. They’d been practicing their tap routine for the past forty-five minutes and again wanted an audience. He got the boys to come in and watch for a short time, but soon they rebelled, and he was left to watch the girls tap-dance to “Yankee Doodle Dandy”—minus tap shoes and costume—at least six or seven times. He was surprised by how entertaining it was. The girls were about as cute as they could be—surprisingly good dancers even at this age, and their smiles just about knocked him out—but it would have been far more entertaining if he were watching Annabelle dancing right along with them.
