“And we are just now hearing of you. Where were you hiding in all that time?" Blake asked coyly.
“The cook house," she answered bluntly and was rewarded by a round of laughter.
She smiled and laughed as well, understanding how silly it must seem to all of them.
“Well, you're a self-made woman, Desiree," Blake complimented her. “If Declan can spare you, next spring I'd like to see what colorful quilts you can add to my summer home."
He gave a hopeful look to his friend.
“As long as she can see what she can add to your summer home from here," he replied, eliciting more laughter from the table.
Desiree looked at the bowl of potato soup in front of her. She knew that this was Missy's dish. She wondered if she would be able to go to the cook house after dinner and thank Missy for all
