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“Patrick’s pretty rab the reo”

Once the TV is off, both boys get restless, and I can’t help wondering about that Y chros and head out the door They’re secure in their car seats, and we’re heading to tohen Elaine grabs my forearm

“Stop at the office for a sec”

My eyes narrow at her “We don’t have time for a quickie”

“Just it’s not that” She grins, and I can’t help it I have to know

“What is it, then?”

“Mel”

“Lainey”

She lets out an exasperated breath “I visited Patrick at the office Friday, and well you know, and I forgot a personal item”

“Do you have a checklist? Shit! Where have you not done it?”

Lane pipes up from the back seat “Aunt Mel, bad word”

“Lane!” I cry, defensive “I said spit!” Narrowingto babies now”

“I blame Patrick”

We both snort as we laugh “Ohlot of the long, one-story building where Alexander-Knight’s satellite office is located

“Besides, we’re needs! It’s our honeymoon period!” She climbs out of her side, and I call after her