“The baby of the family,” India said to Darcy. “You’d never know it by his height, though.” She stepped back and beamed at them both. “It’s good to see you two getting along. I knew you’d hit it off. Mom and Dad are crazy about Darcy.”

Shoot. The last thing he wanted was matchmaking by his family. “Is that what we’re doing?” Logan asked. “Hitting it off?”

Darcy shrugged. “Nobody’s hitting anything. Hey, India, did you know your baby brother’s buying a ski resort?”

“Right,” India said, “very funny.”

“She doesn’t believe you,” Darcy pointed out.

“She will.”

“I’m telling Dad,” said India.

“She’s always been the family snitch,” he told Darcy. For a split second, he pictured his father turning purple, with steam coming out of his ears. “What the hell are you thinking? Are you out of your fool mind?” Al O’Donnell would demand.

Yeah, Dad, maybe I am.

India gave him a hug. “We have to go. Don’t do anything crazy, okay?”

“Right.” He stepped away and there was an awkward moment when he faced Darcy. “Nice meeting you,” he said.

“Likewise.” She hiked her bag up on her shoulder.

“See you at Thanksgiving, yes?” India said.

Logan had one more goodbye to say—to Charlie’s friend André. The boy’s mom had come up on the train, and he saw them both off at the station. Maya Martin was stunningly beautiful, with caramel-colored skin, abundant dark hair and slender gorgeous legs. Yet she had a fragile look about her, harried and worn. Logan knew she’d endured a lot of trouble in her life, and he knew it wasn’t easy being a single parent. But beyond that, he didn’t know much about her.

So when Maya faced him with a troubled quirk on her brow, he braced himself to find out more.

“Do you have a minute?” She seemed nervous. He had the sense that she was on edge, expecting disaster at any moment. André was on the station platform, hanging out with some of the other departing campers.

“First off, I wanted to say thanks for giving André such an amazing summer.” She spoke with a slight Caribbean accent.

“It was great having him. I’m going to miss him almost as much as I miss Charlie.”

“It’s hard, isn’t it, being away from your kids? Makes it easier to know he’s having a good time, with good people. His sister was so jealous. Angelica had to spend all her days at the Y day camp in Tribeca. She’s excited that next year she’ll be old enough to come to Camp Kioga, too.”

“I look forward to meeting her.”

“Charlie and André get along great,” Maya said. “There’s nothing quite like a best friend, is there?”