CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

OLIVIA

We spent more time after we did the dishes before Rachel announced that they had to drop in and visit an old friend whose daughter had just put to bed the previous week. She was so excited that you’d think it was her daughter that gave birth.

“That’s how she is,” Mac explained as we walked them to the door. “She gets so happy when she sees children.”

“Do you have other siblings? You guys must be many,” I say but his expression turns dark before he forces himself to smile again.

“No, it’s just me.” He moves forward and opens the door for them. It’s pretty obvious that there’s a story there, why a woman who loves children has just one child would be a sad story.

“Olivia darling, I’m going to miss you,” she says and pulls me into a hug. “You can get my number from Mac, make sure to call me so we can put the final details on your job.”

She pulls away from the hug but doesn’t let go of my hand. “When do you want to start? Next week okay for you?”

I shake my head. “I’d like to s