Chapter 31
“I hope I have not overstepped,” Bert said after a moment. His plate as mostly crumbs, while Rowan’s was still stacked fairly high with pancakes and too-sticky syrup. “Your mother is good at advice. I’ve been learning from her, but I am aware that I am still a bit of a stranger to you guys. Girls. I…”
“It’s good, Bert,” Rowan said. She smiled and she was surprised at how much she meant it. “I’m thankful. Grateful, really, that you’re marrying my mom.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. You seem like a good guy.”
“And you, too. A good…”
“Daughter.” Rowan trembled at the word in her mouth. “I would love it if you considered me one of her daughters.”
“I’ll do you one better,” Bert said. “I’ll consider you, and Ivy and Hazel, my daughters.”