Laura had been awake when he got home. She was in their cozy living room, nursing the babies. Dinner was ready, but he’d long since lost his appetite.
Jenny was in the kitchen, lifting a steaming casserole out of the oven. “My mom sent this over,” she said.
“Thanks, Jenny. That’ll be all for tonight. Why don’t you head on home before it gets dark?”
Gabriel was still in his arms as he held the door open for the young lady as she pulled her coat on.
“What time would you like me to come in the morning?”
“How about ten?”
She nodded and hopped down the steps and toward the path that led to her parents’ neighboring property.
Gabriel’s head was still pressed against Andy’s shoulder and into his neck, and Laura was frowning from where she rocked one of the babies. The other was now nestled
