#CHAPTER 24: Ice Cream in the Park

Sarah POV I admit I awoke in the morning with an outrageously good mood. I was living with my daughter and my goddessdaughter, and we had a glorious day to enjoy, a Saturday at that. I had given a list of good prospects to Zane last night over dinner, telling the girls about some of the impressive people who had come to the villa in the hope of becoming their tutor. To their credit, both pretended to be interested, nodding in all the right places. The girls had slept with me, so I carefully slid out of bed, but it was no use. By the time my feet were on the floor, they were up and bouncing, demanding to know what we would be doing after breakfast. “Can we go to the park?” Chloe asked. “To swing on the swings?” I asked. She always liked that. But Chloe looked a little uncertain. “I was hoping we could paint.” “Paint? That’s new,” I said. Chloe looked at Grace, who looked at her bare feet. “Do you like to paint, Grace?” I asked. She nodded at the floor. “How lovely,