Chapter 68

Carol merely smiled as she dialed the Reach Out office number from memory. Karen answered on the second ring, already sounding harried, despite the early hour. “Yes?”

“Karen, it’s Carol. I’m not going to be able to come in today.”

“What’s wrong?” she demanded. “Are you sick?”

“No, not sick.” Carol smiled slyly. “But I have to plan my daughter’s wedding.”

Daniel looked at her, perplexed. “Rebecca isn’t getting married.”

“Oh, um, congratulations. Will you be coming in at all this week?”

“Can you spare me?” Carol asked, twirling the chord around her fingers.

“I guess so. But if you could come in for a few hours this week, we’d really appreciate it.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” Carol promised. “Thanks Karen.”

“Yeah.” The phone went dead.

“Rebecca’s not getting married,” Daniel repeated.

“Yes, she is.”

“Did she tell you? Because why would she tell youand not tell me?” He ran his hand through his hair, leaving it standing on end.