Callie followed her father into his home office and dropped onto the sofa against the wall. John smiled at her as he sat on the other end and carefully propped his sprained ankle on the coffee table. He could see his daughter was bothered by something, and he hoped he could get her to share. Years ago, John and Callie had made a pact that anything they spoke about in his office would be treated as if she were his client, not his daughter. He would not talk about it to anyone without Callie’s express permission, which included Rosemary.
“What’s going on, Pumpkin?” John softly asked.
Callie sighed, “What isn’t wrong right now?”
“Off the top of my head, I would say you and Mark admitting how much you love one another is fantastic. Maya seems to like him, and Mark is completely smitten with
