Chapter 20

Callum

Flora texts me from the car ride back from the airport.

Flora: I’ve met Hailey and she’s gorgeous. And she crochets. I’m jealous actually. I’m no longer the beauty nor the creative one of the family, lol.

Me: You’ve gone mad from lack of sleep. Everyone knows I’m the beauty and you’re the brains.

Flora: Rascal!

Me: You love me.

Flora: You are impossible not to love.

It’s not an “I love you,” but I’ll take it. For now.

I rise, put the kettle on, and prepare for a day’s work.