“How does Izzy like ballet?” Gracie asks me as we sit in the suite at the hockey arena, waiting for the game to start. “So far she loves it. But it’s only been one class. And your mother won’t even let me pay for it.” Not that I knew where the money was coming from, but I would have found it somewhere. “Izzy and Lennox are her newest grandbabies, and there’s nothing in the world Mom and Dad love more than their grandbabies. Ask Everly. They don’t see any difference between biological and stepkids. To them, they’re all theirs.”
