It was all Cadence could do to keep from flinging herself through the door. Aaron pulled her back. “Calm down, Cadence. We don’t want to scare him,” he said quietly.

She nodded and took a deep breath before opening the door. Mrs. Carminati was sitting behind her desk, her mouth open, ready to introduce the visitor, but Cadence didn’t give her a chance. “Hi,” she said doing her best to contain her enthusiasm.

The young man in the chair looked up at her with familiar dark eyes, his curly brown hair askew. He was tall and lanky, but other than that, he was the spitting image of someone very familiar....