Summer in Eclipse Bay

busy supervising the buffet tables.
    "And there's more family on the way," he said proudly. "I'm gonna have me a great-grandkid, real soon now."
    "Probably more than one," Sullivan said dryly. He motioned toward Gabe and Lillian, who stood with Jeremy and Gail. "I think I recognize that rosy glow on Lillian's face."
    "Yeah?" Mitchell followed his gaze and grinned. "Think so?"
    "I do, indeed."
    Mitchell swallowed some more champagne and grimaced at the taste. "I think Rafe said he stashed some beer in the solarium. Want to go see if we can find it?"
    "Good idea. This stuff tastes like fizzy water, which is a real shame, given what I happen to know it cost."
    They gripped their canes and made their way around the corner of the veranda to a side entrance. A bright red ball shot past in front of them. A small bundle of silver and gray exploded out of the open door. The young Schnauzer seized the ball in his jaws and kept going, heading for the open lawn at full speed.
    Carson and Anne burst threw the door, chasing after the dog.
    "Come back, Tycoon," Carson shouted. "You're supposed to get the ball and bring it to me when I throw it for you. You're not supposed to run off with it."
    "Zeb always brings back whatever I throw," Anne said with cheerful superiority. "He's a really smart dog."
    "Tycoon is smart," Carson informed her as he dashed down the steps in pursuit of his dog. "He's still learning how to do stuff, that's all. Winston's teaching him."
    Winston trotted sedately out of the doorway, following in the wake of Tycoon, Carson, and Anne with an air of patient authority and attentive vigilance.
    Sullivan watched the pack of dogs and children race across the lawn in pursuit of the renegade Tycoon. "I'd swear that dog of Hannah's must have been a butler or a nanny in his past life, the way he keeps an eye on those kids."
    "That's a fact."
    They went into the lobby of Dreamscape and made their way to the solarium. The beer was there, as promised, resting comfortably in a chest filled with ice.
    Mitchell handed a bottle to Sullivan and opened one for himself.
    They each took a long pull.
    "Sure beats the hell out of champagne," Mitchell said.
    "It does."
    They went to the window and looked out at the happy scene.
    "You know something," Mitchell said, "it wasn't always easy, but in the end, we did okay, you and me."
    "We did just fine," Sullivan agreed. "We hung on until dawn."

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