CHAPTER 16
The ladies had just finished setting the table when the front door opened, and with squeals and shrieks, a herd of wild children pounded into the house. Michael heard the resulting ruckus and emerged to greet the arrivals. He found his beloved just stepping out from the kitchen into the hallway.
“Auntie! Auntie!” A little girl with bouncy golden pigtails launched herself at Sheridan, nearly knocking her down as two boys—one bigger, one smaller—swarmed around her feet.
“Hello, kids.” Sheridan laughed, trying to hug all three of them at once.
They piled onto her for a moment, and then the smallest said, “Grandma!” and the trio dispersed in the direction of the kitchen. Finding Michael nearby—still blinking in shock from the onslaught—she took his hand and led him to the entryw
