“Works for me. Manny's chili is the best.” It had the perfect combination of spicy peppers and a thick, savory sauce. “So, one month left today, right?”
Eleanor cautiously nodded, resting her hand on her pregnant belly with a glimmer in her eye. “Lost count. Something like that.”
Finnigan offered his congratulations to my sister. “You'll make an amazing mother, I'm certain.”
She pecked his cheek. “As will Lara again someday. I know she already has a grown daughter, but you two seem headed to the altar soon. Predicting stuff is my forte.”
Finnigan choked on his water while internalizing my sister's boldness. “Well, we are… not exactly ready to—”
“Ummm… way to go, sis. Just because you're on cloud nine doesn't mean you can be so direct! Finnigan and Lara have only been dating for a year
