“I don’t know if I get it,” Kay said.
“I don’t expect you to. Not right away. I know this is a lot to take in.”
Kay stood and gathered up their plates. She rinsed them off in the sink and put them in the dishwasher.
She returned to the table but didn’t sit. “I’m exhausted. I don’t mean to be rude, and what you’re telling me is important, but I’ve been on the go since seven o’clock this morning, eastern time. Do you mind if I just go to bed?”
“Of course not. The guest room is all made up and ready, as it always is—for you.” Cara knew she would not sleep. She’d be up for a long time, perhaps even long enough to greet the gray of dawn creeping in through the windows. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Kay moved toward the arch leading into the dining room, where she’d left her suitcase. She clu
