With red-rimmed eyes, Mrs. Wyatt looked at the gifts piled in Holly Wyatt's arms. Her lips parted, and after a long moment, she finally managed to force out two words, "It's nice."
"Um..." A timid voice called out from the back garden entrance. "May I come in?"
The wolf pack and the others all turned to look at the entrance.
Gina Gable stood with her hands behind her back, peeking her head in to curiously survey the garden's decor.
Her eyes first filled with shock, then disdain, and finally, envy.
'AWOOO~ Why did this woman bring that damn fox again? Didn't we agree she should just come by herself? Would it kill that damn fox to be away from her for a single day?'
Holly Wyatt struggled to peek out from behind the large teddy bear, her voice rising with delight. "Gina Gable!"
Hearing her name, Gina Gable grew bolder and walked right in, a carrier bag holding Scott Sterling swinging from her hand.
