After breakfast, I spent the entire morning on the phone, pulling together a last-minute graduation party for GreenLee and Sam. Mike’s been helping—he’s got a surprise planned for her and needed a little backup. Before he left for New York, before everything with the girls happened, he’d already sent his mother’s ring off to be cleaned and resized. He was planning to propose this summer. But after what he found this morning—the pregnancy test in the trash—his timeline’s changed.
While GreenLee was having a quiet moment with her brothers, I was booking a private room at one of her favorite restaurants. I made it sound like a business deal that needed a lawyer’s finesse, just to give Mike cover to slip away and pick up the ring. Neither Sam nor GreenLee suspected a thing. I got it all handl
