“Darcy and Sabrina seem good, too.” I’m…dizzy. Disappointed. “You’ve met them?” “We went for a walk the other day. And I took them for gelato this morning.” “They didn’t tell me.” I’m scowling. “It was very hush-hush. Since you are, I’ve been told, known for throwing hissy fits.” I scowl harder. “Is that why you were late for the press conference?”
