Chapter Sixteen
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Three days later, after a quick flight back to Chicago to repack, Alex and I were ensconced in a cozy little lodge in the mountains outside Denver. My parents had given Mirabelle and Chuck a voucher for an all-inclusive stay, but Mirabelle had quietly slipped it to me as we were saying our farewells the day after Christmas.
“Bella, I can’t accept this,” I’d protested. “You and your hubby need this time off more than we do.”
“Well, be that as it may, Chuck’s job has come calling, so we won’t be going anywhere.”
Chuck stuck his head into our little circle. “Yeah. IT may pay well, but being on call all the time sucks.”
“Don’t you love saving the world?” I asked.
“Oh, if only my work were so sexy.”
Mirabelle held the envelope out to me again, shaking it
