"I... I like the girl," I say. "And she's James' daughter. I want to be sure she's alright."
Mitch stiffens. "And our daughters?" she snarls. "What about them? Georgie was horrible to Jenny when they first met. And Vicky's just a baby. She..."
"Mitch, you're letting your imagination run away with you. Georgie's fine with Jenny now. She was only being protective of her mother. As Jenny would be..." I tap my wife's chest with a finger... "...toward you. James has settled that between them. It's not an issue anymore."
She stares at me. She simply stares. Then tears once more flow down her cheeks.
Once more, I wrap my arms around her, lay my cheek to her hair. "Mitch, when I was in Brazil, when I was Juliana's prisoner, all I could think about was escaping so I could get back to you. Th
