“When I turned six,” Mary said proudly. “Mrs. Graham photocopies everything at school. Tommy said it’s her superpower.”
Becky held back a smile.
“Well, I think it’s a great idea,” Sean said approvingly.
The architect had finally finished the concept plans for the new house Sean was going to build on his family’s ranch. Becky had expected a small home with all the latest gadgets known to mankind. But Sean had surprised her. The five-bedroom, four-bathroom home was big enough to fit a basketball team inside.
Mary leaned forward and studied the plans. “Where’s my bedroom?”
Becky’s face flamed hotter than the sun. “It’s Sean’s house, not ours.”
A mischievous smile lit his face. “You can choose any room you want, except this one.” He pointed to the master suite. “That’s mine.”
With its sleeping and sitting areas, two huge walk-in closets, and a bathroom that was bigger than Becky’s entire kitchenanddining room, it was more like an apartment than a bedroom.
Mary held her finger to her lips. “I’ll have…this one.” She pointed to a bedroom beside Sean’s. “Can it be pink?”
“It can be whatever color you want.”
It was all very well for Sean to play make-believe with Mary, but she had a memory like an elephant. When his house was built, she’d expect to move in with him, and then he’d have some serious explaining to do.
“What about you, Becky? What has your eagle-eye picked up that needs to change?”
“’Tis not my home, so I won’t say. It looks very big and full of everything you’ll ever need, though.”
“It’s got a media room,” Sean said proudly.
Becky nodded. “I’ve seen the way you and your brothers enjoy a large screen television. I won’t ask what size you’ll be mounting because it will be big.”
“Ninety inches,” he whispered. “Surround sound speakers, automatic sensor-controlled power, and ultra-high definition.”
“Sounds impressive. Can it cook your meals and wash your dirty clothes, too?”
“Not quite, but who needs food and clean undies when you can have a huge TV?”
Mary giggled. “We could have movie nights.”
“And karaoke competitions.”
Before they got too carried away, Becky cleared her throat. “I have an announcement.”
Mary bit her bottom lip. “Has Sally asked you about Rufus?”
“Who?”
“Rufus. He’s a dog someone left at the shelter. He needs a forever home and Sally said we would be perfect.”
Becky would have to speak to her friend. “No, my news isn’t about Rufus.” She picked up the magazine that was under Sean’s house plans. “A wedding I did the floral arrangements for made the cover ofYour Home and Gardenmagazine.” She held the magazine in the air for Sean and Mary to see.
Sean’s eyes widened. “That’s amazing. You must be really pleased.”
“It’s a huge honor.”
Mary admired the photo. “The flowers look so pretty.”
“They were lovely.” She’d worked hard with Laura to meet their client’s requests, even if it had meant transporting the off-season blooms from flower warehouses around the country. “We’ve already noticed more people calling and asking us to provide the flowers for their events. If it continues, I’ll need to hire another florist.”
“Then you’ll have time to go fishing with Sean and me?”
