"Tomorrow," Liam joked.
When I glanced at the doorway, I saw Mrs. Wakefield standing there.
"Come in, please, Mrs. Wakefield," Mr. Dolan said. "You're as much a part of this family as any of us. And I have a sneaking suspicion that you knew about this," he added, pretending to chide her.
"I won't play poker with you," she told him, and everyone laughed.
Was she warming up to me? Somehow, I thought that if I had her blessing, I would be safe. That would be good. I had rarely met anyone besides Daddy and Mrs. Fennel with as scrutinizing a gaze as hers. She was better than an airport full-body scanner because she seemed to be able to see your thoughts and your personality along with your bones.
"My son seems to want to get married as soon as possible." Mr. Dolan paused and looked at Julia. I saw her shake her head slightly. He looked at me and then at Liam.
