I cannot believe no one was available to take a picture of Xavier and Dori enjoying dinner together. My plan is to get pictures of each of the winners enjoying their prize to help with further fundraising down the road. Just a simple shot with a cell phone would’ve sufficed. I even asked Ethel, and she went on and on about how she can’t figure out these new cell phones for the life of her.
So as I walk into Northern Lights Retirement Center, I’m prepared for an ambush. I’ve seen every Greene sibling get manipulated by the grandmas and I’m not naive enough to think they don’t have a plan. I’m fully prepared to be locked in a closet or something with Xavier.
“Hi, LeeAnn,” I say to the receptionist.
“Oh.” She bolts up from her seat. “Ethel mentioned you’d be by.”
I hold up my phone. “I’m
