Margaret sat in her usual spot in the living room while Danika busied herself in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

As she waited, Margaret’s thoughts, as always, drifted to Jaxon. With a frown, she blurted out, “Is it just me, or has it been ages since Jaxon last came here?”

Danika chuckled as she stepped out of the kitchen. “It hasn’t been ages, Margaret. He was here, what? Three days ago?”

Margaret rolled her eyes. “Exactly. It never takes him three days to ...