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messy apartment as if someone else would jump in with the right thing to say. But it was just her. She should call it off. Right? Before things got out of hand, and she was outed as a complete fraud.
    “I think so,” she said slowly, “but—”
    “Great! We’ll be there by eight a.m. with our crew to set up for a ten a.m. interview. I’ll email you our standard release and some tips for being your best self on camera. Look for it. Thanks!”
    “Wait! I have a question.”
    “Shoot.”
    “Is the interview just me? The baby probably wouldn’t do well on camera, and my husband…he has to work.”
    “We want the whole family. Jessica is looking forward to meeting you on Friday. Buh-bye.”
    Rewind! I have to cancel this whole crazy thing! What was I thinking?
    “Me too,” she said weakly to the dial tone.

Chapter Four
    Daisy’s stomach churned with anxiety as she drove to Trav’s grandmother’s house with a sleeping Bryce in the back seat. She was grateful for the quiet, but she would’ve liked it better if he napped when she wasn’t driving too; then she might actually get a break. She pulled into the driveway and fetched Bryce. He woke instantly from the movement and the cold wind hitting his face. She tucked him close, shielding him from the gusting wind, and hurried to Maggie’s door. She rang the bell and bounced her fussy boy.
    The door sprang open a moment later. Maggie stood there smiling in an off-the-shoulder orange and white polka-dotted shirt with leopard print leggings and bunny slippers. A diamond tiara was perched on her head. “Come in, come in!”
    Daisy stepped into the cozy living room, where a fire was crackling in the fireplace. Maggie’s laptop sat on the coffee table. The older woman loved being online and spent a good amount of time searching for new knitting patterns on Ravelry, planning weekend trips for her and Jorge, and updating Facebook with her adventures, which included snorkeling, go-kart racing, and ziplining.
    “Let me see my great-grandbaby,” Maggie cooed as she lifted Bryce from Daisy’s arms. “How’s my boy?”
    Bryce squirmed and looked to Daisy.
    “He’s cranky,” Daisy said. “Let me nurse him, and then he’s all yours.”
    “Can I get you some tea?”
    “No, thanks.” Daisy settled with Bryce on a red velvet chair. Maggie sat across from her on a floral loveseat. “I like your tiara.”
    Maggie reached up, seeming surprised to find it there. “Oh! I forgot it was there from a little game of queen and servant this morning with Jorge.” She giggled and set it on the table.
    Daisy worked to push that image from her mind. Maggie and Jorge had been inseparable since Maggie signed up for her first ballroom dance lesson at Jorge’s dance studio. They’d married only two months after their first date. But at Maggie’s age, she’d seen no reason for a long engagement. The woman was seventy-two going on fifty, which was good because Jorge was twenty years her junior. The handsome Mexican-American man was a total sweetheart with a dancer’s body. Quite the catch. Still, the less she knew on the senior citizen nooky front, the better.
    Daisy went back to the reason for her visit. “I never told you this, but I started a blog about being a mom.”
    Maggie leaned forward, her blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Do tell.”
    Daisy gave her a small smile. “It started out just as a way to sort of fantasize about…a more perfect motherhood than my own.”
    “Bah! No such thing as a perfect mother. You’re doing great with Bryce!”
    “Thank you.” She looked down and put her finger on Bryce’s little hand. He immediately wrapped his fingers tightly around her finger, and her heart squeezed. “I don’t feel like such a great mom most of the time.” She looked up. “But I wanted to feel that way, so I wrote the blog.” She bit her lip. “Then I started getting creative. Really creative.”
    Maggie smiled. “I like creative.”
    “I described