Chapter 8
“Can you stay until Christmas?” Ivy asked, as soon as she’d greeted Poppy. Their niece, who’d gone to the University of Southern California, had been handling a marketing job for an animal rescue organization in Los Angeles. She’d also been working on campaigns for her cousin Elena, and Elena’s friend, Fianna, a fashion designer.
“I’m yours through the holidays until January.” Poppy peeled off her ivory knit cap, triggering enough static electricity to make her silky blond hair fly up. She laughed and brushed it down. “I disseminated press releases and set up the holiday rescue advertising campaigns. I can monitor everything online from here.”
“I thought I heard you arrive,” Shelly said, racing down the stairs. “You look fabulous.” She enveloped her niece in a big hug and twir
