Chapter Four
Julia sliced up some raw veggies and chicken before stirring a sweet and sour sauce in. She was heating a pan to brown the chicken when she heard the front door clicking open.
“Mom,” Trinity called out, echoed by Dawn. “Mom, where are you?”
“In the kitchen,” she said as the girls walked in, Logan behind them. She turned and took in the horror on their faces.
“Mom, your face!” Dawn cried with a gasp.
“Are you okay?” Trinity chimed in.
“I’m fine, really,” she said, turning to stir the chicken. She wondered for a moment how bad she looked, as Dawn was sliding her arms around her waist and hugging her. Julia put the wooden spoon on the counter to focus on her girls just as the doorbell rang. She glanced at Logan.
“I’ll get it,” he said, but Trinity was already racing to the
