Cathy spent a few more minutes at her brother’s house. She was eager to shop for the groceries she needed to prepare that night’s meal. After viewing the lovely bassinet over which hung a pastel mobile of stars and included a teddy bear propped up against the rail, she bid Becky and Doug goodbye promising them she’d watch out for Florence. She imagined how comfortable the bassinet would be when Gran completed the baby afghan.
“I don’t mean to sound like an overprotective grandson,” Doug said as he led Cathy to the door. “I know Gran deserves the same type of happiness Becky and I have.”
What about me? Cathy wanted to ask, but she figured if Doug was so uncomfortable with Florence seeing someone, he’d most likely freak out if his baby sister was serious about a guy. The thought brought he
