“Code Dash and Stash!” Ari sailed into the kitchen with all the energy of one of Logan’s border collies.
Athena glanced up from the notepad of recipe scraps she’d been working on for the past twenty minutes. “A code what?”
“Code Dash and Stash. We got a call that our couple from Oregon caught an earlier flight. They’re going to be here within the hour.”
“Don’t we have a policy of no check-ins before three?”
“Yeah but we try to work with folks when we can. Dad went over to the spa to see if there’s room to book them for some treatments or something to buy more time, but we need to check Redwood to see if we can’t go ahead and get it turned. C’mon. We can divide and conquer.”
Spurred by the girl’s sense of urgency, Athena pushed to her feet and followed her upstairs to the designated gu
