MYRTLE OFFERED TO LISTEN out for Jack, who was napping, while Elaine ran errands. It was also time for Tomorrow’s Promise, which was Myrtle’s favorite soap opera. Red came through the back door, looking grouchy and hungry. He opened his mouth to say something to Myrtle, but she lifted her hand to hush him. Soleil was just about to tell Rohan that she’d always loved him...and she wasn’t about to miss it.
When the commercial break started, Myrtle joined Red in the kitchen. “This is a late lunch, isn’t it?”
Red grunted. “And I didn’t get breakfast. I can’t wait until this case wraps up.”
“Early start this morning?”
Red glowered at her. “No earlier than you, Mama. Did you ever go back to bed after your two-thirty jaunt in the kitchen?”
“No, I was wide awake. Who knows—I might join Jack f
