Chapter Eleven
Julia had been moving back and forth through the kitchen, the girls by her side, setting the table and finally laying out the steaming hot, breaded chicken, mashed potatoes, salad, and cornbread that had been left over from the café.
Logan pulled a chair out for her as he and his brother chatted. “Sit down, honey,” he said.
“This looks great! Can’t remember the last time I had a home-cooked meal,” Samuel added.
Logan took Julia’s hand in his when she sat down, and she squeezed, letting out a sigh and leaning a little closer. “Smells great, Julia,” he said. “Girls, great job helping your mom.” Logan winked at Trinity and Dawn, and they giggled.
Trinity took the seat beside Samuel. After meeting him, both girls had been talking his ear off nonstop. Another uncle! they had
