(Cassidy)
Harlow finally stopped laughing long enough to drop into one of the chairs at the table.
Mira sat beside her with Sarah on her lap. Sarah immediately reached for the spoon sitting next to my coffee cup and I let her have it before she started fussing about it.
Dane set a plate down in front of Harlow without being asked.
She looked at it. Then at him.
"Is this an apology breakfast?"
"It's breakfast."
"That's not what I asked."
He didn't answer. Just went back to the stove and started another plate.
Harlow looked at me and mouthed guilty. I nodded.
Mira reached over and stole a piece of toast off Harlow's plate before she could stop her.
"Hey."
"You have plenty."
"I just got it."
"You'll survive."
Harlow huffed and pulled her plate closer like Mira was going to come
