Her Lakeside Family. Lenora Worth
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Davina said. “I guess they don’t need to see the final version of the house they’re leaving.”
Mrs. Brownlee glanced at the glistening bay beyond the small bluff. “They’re already excited about moving to the lake.” She pointed outside. “That water down there is out of reach for them, but the lake has always been the center of this town. It will do them good to fish in the shallows and ride their bikes along the trails. They’re isolated here in this cold tower. There, they’ll meet friends and have neighbors all around.”
“I hope so,” Davina said, turning to head for the door before Virginia picked up on how much she’d miss the children. She’d just put her hand on it when it flew open and Santo stood there, blocking the light. Stepping back before she got banged, Davina held on to the tidal wave of feelings surging around her.
“You’re home early,” Mrs. Brownlee said, pointing out the obvious.
“Am I?” he asked, his eyes on Davina. “Where are you going?”
“To the lake house to meet with Rikki,” she replied. “I’m done here.”
“So soon?” He glanced at his watch.
“I’ve been telling you for days that I would be finished by the end of the week.” She shrugged. “It’s the end of the week.”
He rubbed his head as if to get answers. “What about the final...look?”
Davina shot Virginia a glance and looked back at him. “The workers have to clean out any debris and tools and then we can do that later. Maybe Monday, after you’re done with work?”
“How about now?”
Davina waffled between telling him yes or no.
“Nate’s asleep,” Mrs. Brownlee said. “And the girls are in the game room watching an animated movie.”
Santo paced a foot or so. “So it’s not a good time?”
“It would be better if we do that on Monday,” Davina said, steeling herself for his reaction.
A curt nod. “Okay, then I’ll walk you to your car.”
Did he want to talk to her?
“All right.” She moved to leave.
“Daddy!”
Lucia rushed up to him and Santo took her into his arms. Adriana followed and soon both girls were giggling into Santo’s ears.
He looked at Davina, a smile cresting on his face. “You two are certainly in a good mood.”
Lucia bobbed her head, her dark curls whirling around her face and shoulders like inky swatches of silk. “That’s ’cause we have the best idea ever.”
“Oh? And what’s that?” Santo asked, still smiling even if his eyes had gone dark again.
“The Millbrook Lake Art Festival,” Lucia said through another giggle. “It’s tomorrow, Daddy. And we want to go. With you and Miss Davina.”
Santo’s grin went slack.
Davina’s heart went bump.
And Virginia Brownlee chuckled and watched the whole scene with a little too much mirth in her eyes.
* * *
“I’ll explain to her later,” Santo said once he’d told Lucia he’d have to consider her request.
“I’ll probably be at the festival anyway,” Davina said. “Vanessa told me about it. Lots of local art and good fresh seafood and the weather’s supposed to be nice.” She hesitated and then went on. “I could take the kids.”
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