“Hey, Miranda, remember our deal? No saying ‘thank you’ to me,” Jackson said with a playful smirk.

Miranda laughed softly, covering her mouth. “Sorry, I forgot again.”

Jackson rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. “You forget every time, and I always have to remind you.”

“My bad,” Miranda replied with a grin.

“Hmph.”

As they exited the conference hall, Miranda couldn’t shake her worry about Amy’s ability to manage things on her own. Her uncle Bert had never been to the ...