Chapter 11
Ivy nearly jumped out of her chair when George bounced into her lap from the windowsill. “George! You startled me!” she exclaimed as she glanced down to pet him.
Ginger laughed from over by the refrigerator where she was putting away groceries. “He still scares me sometimes. He’ll be hanging out chillin’ and all the sudden, he’s in my lap.”
Ivy stroked George’s silky gray ears as he settled into her lap. “How was your day?” she asked.
Ginger had arrived home a few minutes behind her. Ivy had just finished helping her lug groceries in from her car. Ginger closed the refrigerator and lifted her hands to brush her hair away from her face and pull it into a knot. She sat down across from Ivy with a sigh. “Long. We had student planning meetings all day today.”
“Oh, how often do
