CHAPTER 15
Zoey pressed the bell. A moment later, the door swung open, and Becca stood there wearing a big smile. “Hello, Zoey.” Becca waved her in.
“I hope I’m not late,” Zoey said as she stepped into the house.
“Not at all.”
A car horn blasted from behind them.
Zoey turned to see a black limousine come to a stop in front of the house.
The door opened, and three ladies stepped out, each one beautiful in her own way. The one with the lovely dark hair could pass for a model with her tall, lithe figure, the second was petite with sun-kissed blonde hair cut into a pixie style, while the third was about Zoey’s height and had gorgeous red hair pulled into a loose ponytail.
“Hello, Aunt Becca,” the third one called out with a big smile on her face as she hurried over and gave Becca a hug.
