Liberty smiled at Serenity.
“Grandma York will be thrilled. We got here early, had a meal with my in-laws, and now we’re heading home. Livia’s still with them. Once I get home and straighten up, I’ll go back over. Livia will stay with her grandparents tonight.”
Serenity nodded.
“As for Sonny, tell him to pack a couple of changes of clothes and stay at my place for a few days. He hasn’t been to the villa in a while, so he’s got no new clothes there—and I doubt the old ones fit him anymore.”
Sonny usually spent weekends at Serenity’s city home. Even if they brought him to visit Old Mrs. York, it was never an overnight stay. He hadn’t slept at Wildridge Manor in ages, and the clothes he’d left behind were long outgrown.
Kids grow fast—sometimes too fast.
Serenity often reminded everyone not to buy too many outfits for her daughter. Blink once, and the child would outgrow them before they’d even been worn.
“Sonny might go over in a couple of days,” Liberty said. “He promised his dad he’d visit tomorrow. It’s been so long—he might stay for a few days.”
Serenity didn’t even bother acknowledging the Brown family in conversation.
“Fine. When Sonny wants to come over, just tell him to call me. I’ll send a driver to pick him up. Sister, you two rest. Bethany’s awake—go check on her. I’ll go get her.”