Kiana breezed into the kitchen early the next week carrying her tablet. “Tara wants to talk to you about food. Do you have a minute?”
I nodded. “Of course.”
She spun the tablet around and showed me the smiling face of a beautiful blonde woman. She looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place her.
“Hi!” she gushed. “Thank you so much for making this our dream. Noah and I can’t wait to get there.”
“We’re all excited around here, too.”
“Oh, good. I know Kiana is stressing about the whole thing. She’s probably glaring at you right now to make sure you’re extra nice to me, isn’t she?”
Kiana kept right on glaring, daring me to agree.
“No, of course not. She can’t wait to meet you in person.”
“I feel the same. Any woman who can wrap up Sawyer is a special woman. We all love him, and we k
