“Kara,” Frank whispered softly, “do you mind if my mother lives with us?”

Kara glanced at Philip briefly. They had the same idea. She was sure Frank had it too, but he also had no choice.

“This is your house and she is your mother. Of course she has the right to stay here, Frank. I have no right to forbid it.” Kara curled up the corners of her lips.

Frank caressed her face. After restoring his smile, he lowered his gaze. “Kids, would you mind if your grandmother lived with ...