Having been old enough to really remember Summer, Chloe held a bigger grudge from being dumped. She didn’t hug Summer, but she did offer a cool smile filled with trouble. “So. The prodigal daughter finally returns.”

“I was here at Christmas,” Summer reminded her.

“For what, like two minutes?”

“Two days.”

“Ah. So long. Well, I hope you’re here to work.”

“She’s on vacation,” Tina said.

“Hey. I’m on vacation, but I’m working,” Chloe said.

“Because, darling, you owe me a lot of money.” Tina smiled and fondly patted her daughter’s cheek.

“I’m not on vacation,” Summer said, getting tired of explaining that. “I want to work while I’m here. I want to be with all of you.”

Madeline snorted.

Diana laughed.

And Chloe joined them.

“It’s true,” Summer said.

“We’ll see how long that lasts.”

Diana popped another bubble and laid her magazine out for them to see. “Look, my horoscope says it’s a good day to land myself a guy.”

“What does mine say?” Chloe asked, shoving Madeline aside so she could get closer.

“That you’re a born bitch, but since it comes naturally to you, you should embrace it, not fight it.”

Chloe smiled. “Excellent. What does Summer’s say?”

Madeline pushed close again and flipped the page to search it out. Diana read it out loud. “It says, and I quote, follow your heart. Hmm. Where will that lead you, I wonder? Not here, its never been here.”

“Things change,” Summer said, trying not to be insulted. “And I’m staying until the warehouse fire report is filed. That could be a few weeks.”

“Weeks? Good,” Chloe said with selfish glee. “I just happen to have some work I’ll happily share. You can start by folding the new tablecloths and napkins. I suck at it.”

“You definitely do,” Tina agreed, her crystal earrings a perfect match to Camille’s. “But we all have our faults. Now girls, I mean this in the most loving way possible, but get your sweet asses to work.”

Summer braced for an argument, because for as long as she could remember, Tina’s relationships with her daughters had resembled a roller-coaster track. Up and down, and then back up again, never a calm moment, rarely common ground, and yet there was always emotion: huge, passionate, wild emotion.

And also for as long as Summer could remember, she’d envied their relationships with all her heart. Not that Camille wasn’t wonderful, and always kind, but there hadn’t been huge emotion, passion, or much of anything in a very long time. “I can fold.”

“Really?” Chloe beamed at her. “I just got officially happy to see you.”

Tina just shook her head. “Summer darling, you’re too sweet.” She shot Chloe a look that said take notes.