Chapter 9
The following afternoon, Delia was up to her elbows in dough when Nick came racing into the kitchen. He skidded past her and tossed his backpack on the couch in her office.
“Slow down, Nick!” she called.
Nick spent afternoons at the lodge once school was out, just as she had done when her mother ran the kitchen here so many years ago. Gage’s flexibility about scheduling and his easy attitude around allowing children to be at the lodge when needed made her job worlds easier. She and several other staff had children who were dropped off by the bus after school. They took turns keeping an eye on them.
Nick had started to run back out of her office and shifted to a walk in response to her admonition. He made his way to her side, hugging her waist before stepping away to glance up
