"Sweetheart, just so you will get that bee out you bonnet, Carson gets to stay in the cabin next to Sam's," Bill said.

"And what else," she still demanded to know.

"That and he gets to eat you mother's fine cooking."

"So you're saying you aren't paying him. Why would he work for nothing?" Caitlin persisted.

"He has his reasons and it's not my place to tell you," Bill said.

"Working to have a chance to taste your mother's cooking is worth a lot. I don't think she would like to hear you say that it's nothing," I chipped in. Caitlin shot me one more glare and stormed out of...