“What are you here for?”
“Just wondering if you might have some ideas. What gifts do you think a man would appreciate? I already got him shoes and shirts. I’m off to buy him a bracelet.”
Her mom’s look of surprise didn’t bother her. She’s starting to get used to seeing that expression on people’s faces.
“Hmm, I’m not sure. I’m not the type to buy things for your father. I just cook him food I knew he would enjoy.”
Polly groaned. “That’s already part of my plan, but he’s a much better cook than me.”
“Well, I trained him and I haven’t exactly trained you.”
Her lip twitched. Was that an invitation?
“Fine. Can we do Saturday mornings?” That’s her only available period.
“Of course. You should bring your own supplies, though. Jared did.”
“Okay. I can do that.”
Her mom smiled,
