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met by a chauffeur who transported her to the Dupont home. He was a friendly man and he welcomed her warmly.
    “It’s nice to have you with us, Miss Drake. The children speak highly of you, as does Mr. Dupont.”
    “Thank you, George, is it?” She tried to remember the names of the staff. Chase had filled her in prior to her trip.
    “Yes, ma’am, I’m George and my wife is Alma. She’s Mr. Dupont’s housekeeper. We’ve been with the family since Mr. Dupont and his wife were first married. We worked for Mr. Dupont’s parents before that. A tragic loss, losing the missus the way we did. Alma is hoping someday Mr. Dupont will marry again. Those little ones need a mama and Mr. Dupont needs a wife. He’s too good a man to spend his life alone.”
    “Yes, he seems like a very generous man. And he loves those children. That ’s very obvious.”
    “You won’t find anyone any better than him. That’s for sure ,” George agreed. They arrived at the house, pulling into the driveway of a spacious Tudor-style home with a circular driveway in the front. It was in a very impressive neighborhood and Sunny thought to herself, she could be very happy in this love-filled home .
    The children were waiting anxiously as she entered the foyer. They both ran to her and gave her a hug.
    “Oh my, what a welcoming committee, I’ve missed you two.” Sunny laughed as she bent down to hug both children.
    “Welcome, Miss Drake. I’m Alma. These two have been underfoot all morning waiting for you to arrive.” Sunny smiled as she shook the hand extended to her. Alma was an attractive, middle-aged woman with a warm and friendly smile.
    “George, dear, will you take Miss Drake’s bags up to her room for her. I’ll get her a cup of coffee, or tea, before I show her around.”
    “I sure will. Brice, would you like to help?” The man handed the smallest bag to the eager little boy.
    “I’ll help, too.” Allison picked up another bag and trudged up the stairs with her brother and George.
    “Now, dear, let’s go into the kitchen and get you something to drink after your flight.”
    “Thank you, coffee will be fine if you already have a pot going. I usually prefer coffee to tea, but I’ll drink either one. And please, call me Sunny.”
    “Sunny, I always have a fresh pot of coffee on. Anytime you want a cup, or a friend to talk to, just come on into the kitchen. That’s where you’ll find me most of the time. I do the cooking and the running of the household, with George’s help. I have a couple of girls that come in twice a week to clean.”
    “The house is beautiful,” Sunny remarked as she looked around. The furnishings were exquisite. The home was tastefully and warmly decorated.
    “Yes, it is. Mrs. Dupont did most of the decorating, but Mr. Dupont helped her.”
    “They certainly did a good job. The house is so welcoming, it’s a real home.”
    “It would be more of a home if he’d find himself a wife. It’s been two years, time for him to move on. She’d have wanted that for him and those two babies upstairs. She would never have wanted him to be alone. That one has too much love to give to be alone the rest of his young life.”
    “I’m sure , when the time is right, he will.” Sunny was anxious to change the subject. She didn’t really care to hear about Chase Dupont’s love life since it didn’t include her.
    Alma placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of Sunny who was seated at the bar in the spacious kitchen. “Would you care for cream or sugar?”
    “Cream, please.”
    Alma placed a cream pitcher in front of her .  “A boyfriend back home, Sunny?” she asked curiously.
    “No, not anymore, we had a parting of the ways some time ago. He’s married to someone else now, so there’s no chance of reconciliation.”
    The two women shared conversation over coffee . A short while later they were joined by a giggling Allison and soon after Brice came bouncing into the kitchen excitedly.
    “We put all