“Then let this be a lesson to you,” she said. “Wise advice normally, but I guess there are exceptions.”
Owen sighed. “So what do you want me to do?”
Pushing her lips to the side, Ginger considered the problem. “Do you have it here ready?” Owen nodded. “Go get it.”
Murphy was already in his room. Owen passed them to go into his own bedroom and when he came back, he was hugging a pile of papers to his chest.
Spinning around, she smiled up at Shane. “Owen and I need you to sign something… without reading it.”
“I got that,” Shane said, peering at her with suspicion. “Something for Cameron.”
“What?” she asked. “How did you know that?”
“He said two parental signatures, not spousal signatures.”
Nudging Owen, she growled at him. “Good going.”
“What is it?” Shane asked.
Owen leaned in to
