nearby. There’s a clean table, chairs, and privacy.”
My throat tightened. “Thank you. I just need them dry and calm.”
Paige stepped toward her mother. “You owe him an apology.”
Patricia’s mouth opened. “I owe him?”
“Yes,” Paige said. “You told a grieving father his babies needed a mother. You threatened his housing. Then you called security on him for continue reading …