Chapter Fourteen
While Allan was in the shower — we’d had a leisurely morning, getting up at a little after nine and sharing coffee and breakfast afterward — I thought I’d better check my messages. Yes, I was technically on vacation until January second, but unexpected matters that needed to be handled in a timely manner could pop up at any time. Anything that seemed too important could be shuffled off to Dee to manage, since she’d already told me she was willing to run interference so I truly could enjoy my time off.
I hadn’t missed anything from the day before, which I’d halfway expected. A lot of people were sort of slow to come online, so to speak, after a major holiday. This morning, I had a message from my mother saying that she’d been by the house to feed Mr. Mittens and spend som
