My Daughter-In-Law Reached For My Bracelet At The Jewelry Store And Said It Was “Silly” Because I Was Treated Like A VIP.

Nor have I found myself married without my knowledge. “Abigail Cooper.”

I extended my hand, which he took with a courtly inclination of his head. “I know.”

At my raised eyebrow, he clarified.

“Morrison mentioned your name when I arrived for my appointment. I was waiting in the adjacent room when I overheard the disturbance.”

Morrison cleared his throat discreetly. “I’ll give you both a moment of privacy.

Mrs. Cooper, please take all the time you need. The bracelet, of course, remains available for your consideration whenever you’re ready.”

After he departed, Joseph gestured to the settee.

“May I join you? I believe we have a rather unusual introduction to process.”

As we sat, I studied him more carefully. Distinguished was the word that came to mind.

Silver hair that enhanced rather than aged him. Lines around his eyes that spoke of laughter rather than hardship. And an ease within himself that suggested a man comfortable with his place in the world.

“Thank you,” I said simply. “She caught me completely off guard.”

“Family can do that,” he observed, his perceptiveness surprising me. “Though I gather she’s not actually family yet.”

“My son’s girlfriend of 8 weeks,” I confirmed.

“Though according to her, they’re practically engaged.”

Joseph’s laugh was unexpectedly warm. “Something tells me your son might have a different perspective on that timeline.”

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