“Ah,” Daisy said, with that perfect French accent of hers. “So we can relax now.”

“Yeah. I’m checking on the boys and his dad until they get back. And somehow between the two houses, there seem to be a dozen animals to watch over. And I don’t know what I’m going to do with all this lavender-”

“The point, sis, is what we’re going to do about you now.”

“Huh?”

“We’ve got Camille settled. But now, chérie, it’s your turn.”

Violet blinked. “I don’t understand.”

“You don’t have to understand. You just relax, and let me take charge. But for right now, I’m going back to sleep. It isn’t even dawn yet. Love you, Violet. And on Camille-we did good.”

“Yup, we did,” Violet agreed, before hanging up the phone. Daisy hadn’t made a lot of sense, but then none of the Campbell sisters appreciated being wakened from a sound sleep. She’d counted on having a longer conversation with Daisy, but it didn’t matter. They’d talk again soon.

JENNIFER GREENE

lives near Lake Michigan with her husband and two children. Before writing full-time, she worked as a teacher and a personnel manager.