Epilogue - NaughtyNiceCherry sighed as she dropped her purse on the counter. She’d been looking forward to having Prior and Kirsten greet her after a hard day at the doctor’s office — a patient had found out she’d miscarried, and her sorrow had infected everyone’s mood for the rest of the day.
Where were they? Mama was watching little Georgie and Linnie so that Kirsten could get some work done. At this time of day, Kirsten was usually checking the orders on the beat-up old computer that sat on the kitchen counter. (Kirsten’s workshop didn’t have any wifi.) Prior had said he’d make dinner tonight.
But the kitchen was empty, the only movement the swirl of the screen saver. Sighing, Cherry clicked the mouse and looked at the screen.
Then blinked, and looked again.
She ran to the workshop
