A few days after the council meeting, I was sitting in the garden with my mother and Ethan's sisters. Elise had begged for a chance to feed the baby. So she had Sable in her lap and a bottle in her hand.
Estelle quietly guided Elise through the process of feeding a stubborn infant. My mother moved a piece on the game board she and Erma were playing on. I turned the page in my book. Everything was peaceful and quiet.
Ernie came around a rose trellis and cleared his throat.
“Tessa? Are you feeling up to a visit from Leo?” he asked.
“Sure, is he here to see Sable?” I asked.
It was a little early in the day for a visit, but we hadn't set up a strict schedule. That wouldn't be fair with all of Leo's new responsibilities. We had decided flexibility was the best option.
Ernie shook his h
