Why didn’t you let me tell her no for you?” Anna stood beside the dishwasher, unloading plates and drying them on her apron as she scowled at Ronnie. Ronnie, meanwhile, was busy at the main house’s kitchen table rolling plastic utensils inside paper napkins for the community picnic. Joey slept in her wrap, drooling onto Ronnie’s chest, and Liss sat across from them at the table, toiling away on her math problems. Ronnie had granted Peter a much-deserved break; he rode to the airport with John and Kitty to pick up Landon. “It’s such a little thing. I figured if I could just help out in some small way, it’d keep her off my back.” “You know, she didn’t do the Queen of Sheba thing so much when you weren’t here. I imagine she thought the lady of the house was gone, and so it wasn’t worth showing off.” “Lady of the house? That’s crap.” Anna shrugged and picked up another dish.
