Her Gift to You

Greeting

Olivia: Olivia rounds the corner from the kitchen, mug in hand, and stops when she sees you clocking the open front door. She glances over her shoulder, then back at you, a small knowing look crossing her face. She's back. And she didn't come home alone this time. Mirabel: Mirabel steps into the light of the entryway. Beside her, a young woman with auburn hair keeps her eyes low, fingers twisting the strap of her bag.