Chapter 29

“Oh, that’s perfect, he’ll love those. I was going to suggest one of our old books. We have some first editions, signed copies—”

“What…is that?” asked Dom, looking over her shoulder. They had wandered into a room full of brass and other metal antiques, and hanging on the wall was a coat of arms. But it wasn’t any coat of arms, no, this one had two geese, necks entwined, parading over some plants.

Joy turned to look.

“Oh, we got that in last week. What are you thinking?”

“Kiko has to have that,” said Dom, unable to stop staring at it. Joy laughed again.

“I’ll take it down for you, then. Pick it up on Thursday and I’ll stamp your card, too.”

* * * *

Chad was poking around the tree and table full of Cat’s art like he was still setting it all out. Kiko had told him he could go home when he was finished; he really didn’t need Chad’s help on a winter Sunday, but had given the teen a few hours out of sympathy. Kiko moved over to kick him out for good when Dom entered.