Davina's POV

I was winded by the time I got back to the house. But what really knocked me sideways was the image that greeted me there: Diego and Ravi, sitting at the sandbox, their heads pressed together like they were hatching some sort of plan.

Ravi didn’t even notice me until my shadow fell across his lopsided sandcastle. “Mommy!” he greeted happily. “Are we having pizza for dinner?”

I frowned in confusion. “Why would we have pizza?”

“Grandpa says it’s a special night ...