Amelia had gone right to work on the reports and requisitions she needed to submit the next day. It had taken her only a few minutes to have everything ready. She put her tablet away and snuggled into William as he draped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her head.
She contentedly sighed as she took in the other passengers in the van. Amelia and William were in the last seat in the back. In front of them, from left to right, were Elise, Eleanor, and Ethan. In the next seat were Aunt Freya, Aggie, and her grandmother Marie. In the front, Philip was driving, and Billy, who worked in security, was riding shotgun.
"Billy? Why did you come with us?" Amelia asked.
"Something about your father saying that two of the women he loves most in the world are in this vehicle, and he wants the
