Scarlett's POV I was still at the table when he came back.He appeared in the kitchen doorway, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, looking at me with the expression he used when he already knew something was wrong and was deciding how to approach it.He came in and sat down across from me.He didn't ask what Sage Marie had said.He just sat there.The kitchen was quiet around us. The garden plan still open on the table. The lemon chicken pan soaking in the sink. The low lamp on the counter throwing everything amber."How are the kids," I said."Aiden was still drawing," he said. "I gave him ten minutes.""He'll take twenty." I said."He will," he said. "I gave him ten and walked away."I almost smiled.He looked at me. "You okay?""I'm fine," I said.He held my gaze for a long moment, didn't push it. Just let the fine sit there between us the way he let things sit when he'd decided not to make them into something."She's good with them," I said. "Sage Marie.""She is," he said."Valeria l
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