A Mother's Reflection. Elissa Ambrose

relent.

      She decided she would tell him who she was, before the evening ended. So much for her plan to sway Adam and Megan over the course of the summer. Oh, she still wanted Erika out of the picture. The woman was causing Megan pain, and that was something Rachel wouldn’t stand for—that and boarding school.

      Cinnamon skittered into the kitchen and began licking Rachel’s shoes. Megan was close behind, carrying a pink-gingham-covered album. “Cinny, stop that!” she reprimanded, dropping the album onto the table. “You’re blowing the audition!”

      Rachel laughed and tickled the spaniel behind her ears. “She sure is friendly. I think she’d be adorable as Sandy.”