“So, what’s your problem?”
Luke followed his mother into the kitchen as she busily scooped steaming food onto plates.
“Problem? What do you mean, honey?”
“Kelly. I gather you’re a bit put out by the turn of events between us?”
Nancy set the spoon down with unintended force, making the gravy splatter off the ladle and onto her top, but she was too irate to notice. “What did she tell you?”
“She told me nothing. Kelly is nothing like she portrays. Just as I’m sure Cassie has told you.”
Nancy turned and grabbed the coffee pot, pouring it with purpose. “Yes, Cassie has tried to tell me that. But come on, Kelly Reeves? I thought you saw through her. You aren’t like every other man who turns into a Neanderthal at seeing her. You are better than that.”
“What you saw the other day was her fi
