"How are you, lass?" Duncan asked me. He was currently occupying the seat where Riley occupied a few minutes ago.
The woman was in the kitchen feeding the kids. My new friend left me and faced the kids rather than joining me. Well, I cannot blame her. She was new to town. And speaking to the laird was not at the top of her list.
She did send over a plate full of mini cream puffs. If she was trying to fatten me up, she was succeeding. I made a mental note to at least exercise for the next few days and to avoid visiting her shop.
"After the bomb that you dropped? No," I replied. Yeah, I sound sour but could people blame me?
"Julie, lass," Duncan began.
