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use a bowl like before? Daddy said he didn’t like chewing on eggshells.”
    Having made certain there were no shells in the dough, Lynn rolled her eyes. Leave it to Phillip. “Sure, that’s always the best way to learn.” Cooking with helpers always slowed the job wa-a-y down but she’d not trade it. Both the brothers had helped in the kitchen, and Travis now did some of the cooking and baking. He said he was going to be a chef someday. Davey would rather catch the fish than fry them, although he, too, had become a good assistant in the kitchen.
    She let Caitlyn measure the sugar and unwrap the butter cubes, then turn on the mixer. “Now, don’t go sticking the wooden spoon or spatula in the bowl while it is running, right?”
    “I got whapped good last time.”
    “And?”
    “And the beaters got bent. That was a tough wooden spoon, huh?”
    “Could have been your fingers.”
    “Nope, my fingers didn’t go near that bowl. The spoon did.”
    “Okay, shut it off and dump in the eggs.” Step by step, they mixed the dough, added the chocolate chips, minus a few that made it into two willing mouths, and shelled and broke nuts. Lynn spread the dough in the jelly roll pan and stood by while Caitlyn slid the pan into the oven. She stepped back and dusted off her hands. “Now we have tea.”
    By the time the boys got home from school, the peanut butter cookies rested on the cooling racks, the bars were in a flat plastic container, and the two cooks made hot chocolate with marshmallows to float in it.
    “You didn’t wake Mommy, did you?” Caitlyn greeted her two brothers as they burst through the door.
    “You think we’re stupid or crazy?” Travis stared at her as if she was the crazy one. “G’ma, are we having supper here?”
    “What did your mom say this morning?”
    “She said she forgot to ask and Dad was supposed to, and I don’t know if he did or if we are going out for pizza.”
    Davey spoke around the cookie in his mouth. “Not going for pizza.”
    “Why?”
    “Daddy has a meeting.”
    “How do you know?”
    “He said.”
    Lynn kept her smile to herself. Travis tried to be the boss, but while more quiet, Davey observed, listened, and forgot nothing. She took the corn bread casserole out of the freezer, along with a frozen peach pie, and turned the oven back on. Nights like this they ate early so Maggie could sleep until supper, then spend the evening with her kids before getting ready for the late shift. Everyone was glad when she wasn’t on the night shift.
    Thinking about the day on her way up the stairs to bed that night, Lynn realized it had gone from sad to study to hurry, hurry to the sublime and closed with the wild. All in all, a perfect day if she could ignore the tears and the sweat.
    Was thinking about bringing two other women into this messy, busy life even half a good idea? It would certainly take some special kind of people. However could something like that even begin to work out? Surely even the thought was a menopausal fantasy.

Chapter Four
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    P lease, Lord, let this dinner help us mend the rips in our marriage.”
    Angela Bishop stared at the face in the mirror. Dangly earrings just the way that Jack liked them. His favorite little black dress that he’d bought for her on one extravagant shopping trip. Strappy, sparkly heels that brought her five foot three up to five six and made her legs look far longer than they were. Even her deep auburn hair, colored just the way he liked it, managed to behave and stay in the French twist at the back of her head.
    Tall, slim, sexy. She brightened the red lipstick and rolled her lips together. Checking the diamond-decked watch that she never wore for fear it would get lost, she saw she was ready on time. Learning to be punctual had been a hard lesson, but she had perfected it. She grabbed a wrap from the drawer, and after winking at that woman in the mirror, she strolled down the stairs.
    Jack said he’d meet her here, right now. Where