Agreeing to discuss their private investigation the next day over lunch after she brings Brody to meet Michael, Cathy said goodbye to Nancy and ended the call. She was about to go back in the house when she saw Florence at the door. She must’ve been standing there a few minutes while Cathy was on the phone.
“Gran, is something wrong?”
“No, dear. It’s getting close to dinner time, and I was wondering what you’d like to eat tonight?”
“I don’t know. We can keep it simple. I wish there’d been some crock pot leftovers, but we all wiped our plates and Doug took seconds, as usual.”
Florence laughed, but a sadness still shadowed her eyes. Cathy knew her grandmother was still upset over Howard. As she entered the house, she said, “I’m sorry about Howard. I know you must feel bad about how thing
