CHAPTER FORTY ONE
Riley got home very late that night. She slept long and hard, almost until noon, and when she finally woke up, she was surprised to realize that she actually felt good. She got dressed and went downstairs.
She heard Gabriela singing in the kitchen, which made the day seem even better. When Riley went in for coffee, Gabriela was happily working at what looked like a very special meal.
“Hello, Gabriela,” she said.
Gabriela turned toward her and smiled.
“Buenos días, Señora Riley,” she said. “You are very late, but that is good. Could I fix you some breakfast?”
“No, don’t trouble yourself,” Riley said. “It looks like you’re fixing something special.”
“Sí, did you forget? Señor Blaine and his daughter are coming to dinner tonight.”
Riley smiled. Yes, she had forgotten
