Nine
“So, when’s Jerry supposed to get here?” Christina asked, leaning against the counter in the main house’s kitchen. When Heather glanced sharply at her, she winced. “Sorry. When is Jeremiah supposed to get here?”
“Thank you. He was going to get a haircut from Tracie and go home to shower before he came over. He should be here shortly.”
Christina nodded. “Have you heard from Ainsley lately?”
“She called yesterday to say she and Rowan and Gavin and Moira were having a blast in Hawaii. We didn’t talk long because they had a luau to get to, but she said enough to make me jealous.”
“I bet. I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii.”
“So why don’t you go?”
Her friend snorted. “With three kids under five and a husband who leaves all the kid wrangling to me? No thanks.”
Heather’s brows rose.
