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“I’ll be waiting.”

He hung up before she could ask any more questions, and Lucia scowled at her cell phone before she set it down on the seat beside her. “Well, guys, we’re off to meet your father.” Ethan cooed. “No, I don’t know what this is about, either,” she told her son. “But knowing your daddy, it could be anything.”

It turned out to be a house.

Cape Cod style, it looked distinctly out of place in Southern California, but it was the most beautiful house Jenna had ever seen. It was huge, and she was willing to bet that five of her cottages would have fit comfortably inside. But for all its size, it looked like a family home. There was a wide front lawn, and when she stepped out of the car in the driveway, she heard the sound of the ocean and knew the big house must be right on the sea.

“What’s going on here?” she wondered aloud. But then Alan’s short, sharp cry caught her attention and she turned to get her sons out of their seats.

“Lucia!”

She looked up and watched as Dave ran d