Chapter 61

“Have you given any more thought to when we can fix me? Have you brought over an associate to assist? Have you begun the search for a heart?”

“Let the notion go, Franklin.” Vaughn would have no part of the discussion.

“Tomorrow would be good. I could be up and about by Thanksgiving. How wonderful it would be to have that to add to the list of things for which I am truly grateful this year.”

Vaughn walked away. Frank followed, and kept after him most of the morning.

Marion and Liam were both giggling by the time they returned. When Frank went upstairs, he saw why.

“Holy moly!”

The pumpkin Liam had carried in was as big as the kitchen table.

“It was the largest one they had,” Marion said.