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you’re advancing your career,” said Laura.
    “Thank you.” Honey glanced at Elizabeth again. The woman was pretty, elegant, and remote. She continued to stare out the window and Honey wondered if she’d done something to offend her.
    Laura sighed. “The early days of an engagement are really about deciding if you’re really interested in tying yourself to that one person for the rest of your life, don’t you think?”
    Honey pulled her attention back to the older woman. “Uh. I guess so.” Honey clenched and unclenched her fingers. “Um, I’m still a little confused about why we haven’t met before now. You must be very early risers.”
    Laura laughed. “Oh dear, I didn’t say, did I? Actually, there’s been a misunderstanding here as well. You’ve been at the wrong house. We live down the road a few miles. This is my son Trevor’s home.”
    Honey froze as she tried to take that in. Her mouth parted as she felt her face suffuse with heat. “What?” She whispered the word, then gasped for air. “The wrong house?” She cleared her suddenly tight throat. “But...but...I...the sign said Baron. And there is a wooden bear by the mail box.”
    Laura waved a hand. “Yes, Trevor carved us one, too. His sisters have them, as well. It’s a mistake anyone could make. It’s not your fault at all, dear.” She reached forward to pat Honey’s hand. “Don’t give it another second’s thought.”
    Laura glanced at her daughter, then back to Honey again. “Anyway, it’s worked out for the best because we have some unexpected company descending on us so it’s better if you stay here now. Elizabeth’s coming to stay with you and Trevor, too.”
    Elizabeth looked at her mother. “Unexpected company, huh?”
    Laura gave Elizabeth a stern look. “Yes, dear, we do.”
    Honey, still in the grip of horror, realized why Elizabeth seemed so antagonistic. Honey was at the wrong house? Mooching off Elizabeth’s brother? Eating the guy’s food? She inwardly cringed as she remembered the wonderful turkey dinner from the night before.
    She glanced at the chair still pushed into the corner--the one she’d broken--and the inward cringing only got worse. What must the poor guy have thought? And then to find a stranger in his guestroom? She put hands to her hot face.
    She was so embarrassed. She had to get out of there! If she ever saw the guy again in the rest of her life, or even in the afterlife, it would be way, way, way, too soon!
    Honey looked at the two ladies. They seemed very sympathetic to her embarrassment, which was, of course, even more embarrassing.
    Laura stood. “Well, you did say you’re on a tight schedule, so I’ll get out of your hair now. But I’d like you to come to dinner tonight if you can?”
    Honey realized she could possibly close the deal over dinner and get out of the Barons’ lives forever. She tried for a smile. “I’d love that. Thank you.”
    “All right then, is six o’clock all right? Trevor and Elizabeth can bring you.”
    Trevor? Honey tried to keep her smile in place. “Perfect.”
    At the door, Laura waved. “See you then.”
    Honey was left looking at Elizabeth.
    “Do you have to leave right now, or do you have time to help me bring in a few things?” asked Elizabeth politely.
    Honey glanced at her watch. She’d be cutting it close, but could spare another ten minutes. “I’d be glad to help.”
    Honey followed Elizabeth out, and Laura drove off with another wave. Elizabeth had her own car, and from it she took out a large case, then handed off a smaller one and a pillow. Her brows rose. “Is that okay?”
    “Fine,” said Honey.
    Honey followed Elizabeth inside, they went up the stairs, and Elizabeth pointed to the first doorway. “Are you in the guestroom?”
    Honey stared into the room, then at Elizabeth. “Not that one.” She pointed down the hall. “That one down there.”
    Elizabeth’s brown eyes widened, her mouth fell open, then a big smile erupted and