HE WRAPPED HIS ARMS around her and rested his chin on the top of her head, inhaling deeply. “Something smelled good down here.” He grinned at his mother. “Got enough for me?”
Wanda Honeybun turned away, but not before Warwicke noticed the tears sparkling in her pretty blue eyes. “I’ll make you up a plate.”
“Sit down before you fall down.” Godric said. He got up and went to help Fabiana get his brother to a chair at the table. When Warwicke was settled and had a plate full of food in front of him, he glanced at Fabiana. “What were you talking about?”
Fabiana glanced quickly at Godric and he nodded. “Go on, tell him what you told us.” Godric’s impossibly deep voice was gentle.
Fabiana filled Warwicke in on her mysterious caller and then continued where she’d left off. “He said it was my
