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ushering them inside the house. “The boys are showing their cousin, Justin, the barns out back. He’s in construction and is going to be doing some work for us. You met him before, haven’t you, Marlene?”
    Her mother sat down on the sofa next to Jack. Jenny sat in the love seat across from them. It was a homey room with throw pillows and afghans flung over the sofas and chairs. There was a brick fireplace with a mantel full of pictures of his sons and wife.
    “I have met him before. If I remember right, there’s a strong resemblance to your boys.”
    “Yes. He’s Abigail’s sister’s boy. They live outside of Chicago. Luckily our boys got their looks from the Jones side of the family,” he joked.
    “They are a reflection of both of you, just like Jenny is of me and Carl. I like to think she got the best of both of us.”
    “I would say she did,” he said, giving Jenny a smile. “But what’s this I hear about you not going back to school?”
    Not again, Jenny thought, wishing she had never told Luke. It seemed like this was going to be everyone’s favorite topic of conversation and not one that she wanted to have to explain over and over again. Her mother spoke up before she could respond.
    “Jenny and I talked about it and she has her reasons. I support her and will be happy to have her home. Now tell me what’s on the menu tonight. Astrid never ceases to impress me with her cooking skills.”
    Jack Rowan sat back on the sofa, and although she knew he would have liked to ask her more pointed questions about her decision, he took her mother’s lead and let the subject drop.
    “Well, for one, she made her famous apple pies for desert.”
    Jenny loved apple pie and it was common knowledge throughout Brilliance that Astrid Smith’s pies were to die for. She smiled.
    “She’s added a nice filet mignon and a pumpkin spice soup to that along with her scalloped potatoes and fresh green beans. I think you’ll be pleased.”
    “That sounds delicious,” Jenny said. “I remember her chocolate chip cookies when I was little. She used to bring them out for your patients. My dad used to come here for his allergy shots, and I loved to come with him just for the cookies. They were so good.”
    “Better than mine?” her mother asked, making a hurt face, before she laughed. “You don’t have to answer that.”
    Jack was telling her mother about a concert in town the next week when the sound of Luke’s voice carried to them from the front of the house. He walked in flanked by Adam and another man that must be their cousin, Justin. Her mother had been right. There was a strong family resemblance. He was gorgeous. He had Luke’s dark brown hair and coloring. He also had the same dimple in his chin. But he had Justin’s smile.
    They were laughing as they walked in the room. Upon seeing her and her mother, they got quiet. She felt the heat of their gazes burning a hole through her. She looked down self-consciously to make sure she hadn’t missed a button. When she looked back up, they were still staring at her.
    If Jack and her mother noticed the way his sons and their cousin were looking at her, they acted like they didn’t.
    “Come on in, boys, and say hello to Marlene and Jenny.”
    Adam and Luke went to her mother first and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She reached up to give each a hug.
    “Justin,” her mother said, “how are you? It’s so good see you.”
    “It’s nice to see you too, Mrs. Clayton. It’s been a while.”
    “That it has,” she said, turning to Jenny. “You haven’t met my daughter, Jenny. Jenny, this is Justin Morris.”
    He walked over to where she was sitting and held out his hand. She placed her hand in his, feeling the strength of his grip. When he let go, he sat down beside her. “We’re neighbors you know.”
    “No. I didn’t know that,” she said, feeling suddenly shy.
    “I’ve moved into the old Hampton place down the road from you and your mom. I have an option