One night, Cecelia called Niles on his landline. She got through very quickly.

“I called your brother, but he’s not picking up. Since you’re in town, could you go check on him?” she asked

“Um… good evening, Mrs. Cecelia,” said a woman’s voice on the other end.

Cecelia was confused. She checked the number. She dialed it right.

“Oh, that’s right. You’re… Blair?” Cecelia asked with uncertainty.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Yes. It’s me. I stay—” Blair was going to tell her why she was in

She didn’t want her to think it was a love nest

She said excitedly, “Mrs. Cecelia? Why so formal? Just call me ‘Mom.’ I didn’t interrupt anything, did

realizing Cecelia had really

wanted to explain that she

good. I’m just calling to check on you. Don’t stay up too

I’ll be in town to see you when I can. Good night.”

jumped out of bed and rushed into the study where her husband

We’re going

off his glasses and

“Blair and your son are living together!” She grinned

“Really? Which son?”

course. He’s smooth, unlike Wesley. That boy wouldn’t know love if it bit him.” Cecelia recalled the pic Niles sent her when he was in England. A selfie of him and Blair.

sneaking suspicion Niles was

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