Chapter 3
Annemarie set a Belgian waffle in front of her son and settled into her chair to enjoy her own. She cut a bite-sized piece and speared it with her fork, then pushed it idly through the syrup, staring out the dining room window at the cheerfully bright morning. It was a deception, that brilliant sunshine that looked so warm and tempting. When she and Cody had walked down to the barn just before sunup to check on Diamond Dot and her foal—the name Angel had stuck—they’d left footprints in the frost on the grass beside the road. And the forecast called for a high of only thirty-five. Warm compared to last week’s highs in the twenties, but she was ready for spring.
Thinking of their new horse, she smiled. It was Saturday at last, which meant Gabriel Collins would be here soon to sta
