Or maybe after getting a dose of Tom’s spoiled-brat grandkids, she’d decided she was okay with not having any of her own.
However, I was pretty sure she’d be perfectly fine with Calvin and me starting our own family, if and when that ever happened.
“Anyway,” Calvin went on, as if guessing it might be a good idea to steer the conversation away from grandchildren…at least for the time being, “we should start planning a trip to the Verde Valley. There are a bunch of nice hotels in Sedona, or we could get an Airbnb in Cottonwood or Jerome.”
“What’s Jerome?”
“It’s a former mining town that’s turned into kind of a funky, arty tourist attraction. Very off-beat. I think you’d like it.”
Jerome definitely sounded like someplace I’d want to explore. I didn’t want to stay in a glossy resort; I wa
