Chapter Twenty
“ARE YOU SURE that was a good idea?” Alanna asked him as Josh slid out of the driver’s seat and into the parking lot of Gracie’s Diner.
He bent down, peering at her as she stared at him, her brows furrowed with doubt. He chuckled. “Of course, I am. What’s not good about it? He has plenty of room, could use the company, and his house is out of the way of the other cabins. He’s human, so Kiran probably would look right over him. It’s perfect.”
“But John is seventy-seven years old,” Alanna said, still looking as if she doubted his sanity. “How is he going to handle two little ones being around all the time?” She shook her head, doubt still covering her face. “He’s not used to all that energy, the noise. He just lost most of his family, too. Are you sure he’s up for a reminde
