“Here.” Athena plunked a backpack on the kitchen counter, startling Maggie from where she was lacing up her borrowed boots.
“What is this?”
“A thank you.”
Surprised, Maggie unzipped the bag to peek inside at the series of neatly stacked plastic containers and a bottle of sparkling lemonade. “For what?”
“For about a million things. For all your help with the business side of The Misfit Kitchen. For everything you’ve taken on since Mom died so the rest of us didn’t have to. For being the one who always understood me best. Maybe for that last part most of all. I didn’t fully appreciate it, not until I found Logan. I just realized you’ve always been that for me, and I’m really glad you’re here now and that we’re getting some time before life changes again, and I wanted to do something for
