“Did you miss me?” Carl brandished a smile and waved Kennedy’s cell phone in one hand. He sat down at the head of the table. “This smells delicious. Pass me that fruit plate. I’m famished.”
CHAPTER 23
Half an hour and two more banana muffins later, Kennedy’s body reminded her how exhausted she was from the events of the past twenty-four hours. She hadn’t thought until now about any of the toiletries she’d need, but Sandy always kept extra nightclothes and toothbrushes ready for occasions just like this.
“You sure you don’t want some help cleaning up the dishes?” Kennedy asked.
“Just leave them,” Sandy answered. “I’ll get to them in the morning.”
If she knew anything about Sandy, she was certain those dishes would be clean and dry in the dishwasher well before sunrise.
Sandy got up fr
