Chapter 5

“I’d rather have wine, too, Poppi.” And to Lenore, “I’ll join you in that glass of wine, Lenore.”

Poppi chuckles and says, “I don’t know if you girls will both fit in there together.”

I blush, and so does Lenore. I have a brief wave of attraction rush over me, which I determinedly ignore.

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The welcoming party carries on for a couple of hours, with all four of us seeming to forget the rocky start. Lenore heats up a casserole she made earlier, and we have an awesome dinner, washed down with more beer and wine. She must be spending a lot of time here, if she’s cooking in Poppi’s kitchen…