"Siena is happy, Vicki. She loves her mate and her baby, and wouldn't change a thing." I pulled on my jeans as she dried off. "Don't ever say never. Anything can happen at a scratch 'n sniff."

"Fucking Council. For fifty years, the Summit has been the second Sunday in February. I'd miss it by ONE day, and have another year before I'd have to go. But NOOOOO! Miss Alpha Mantle has to be in the parade, so they push the meeting back a week this year!"

Amy came over and hugged me. "If we both strikeout, we'll head to the beach." The Summit was near Pensacola, Florida, this year....