Lacey
The woman nodded in understanding. “I am Katie, Carly’s mom, and Frank’s wife, Luna, of what used to be the thriving Blackwood pack.”
“It’s very nice to meet you, Katie. I am Lacey. I’m sure you’ve already heard the rest, probably that too,” I said, letting a small laugh out. “Come eat with us, please. I would love to speak with you, and I’m sure Frank would too.”
I nodded, agreeing, as I followed her back to the table where Carly’s little blonde curls wiggled with excitement as Ila spread whipped cream over a chocolate chip waffle. I sat down, giving her a big smile. “Oh, those are my favorite too,” I said as Frank gave me a smile, taking a huge bite of his own waffle.
“Really, I don’t remember ever having these before. Now this stuff is so good,” she squeaked out, sliding her s
