“I’m not sure just what is happening, but the D.C. came all the way to Montreal to talk to me in person. When I wasn’t home, he called Guy. Now they’re both downstairs drinking coffee.”
Cam went to the dresser to look for underwear.
“Come down when you’re ready,” Michael said as she finished tying her shoes. She gave Cam a quick kiss and went back downstairs.
* * * *
Michael and the two men were standing on the screened deck overlooking the lake. It was an overcast day. She was pointing out something to them when Cam came downstairs. It always amazed her when she saw the tall, stiff male version of Michael. Aside from being three years older and just a little grayer, this first son of the Gauchet family looked exactly like his younger brother Jean-Rene. Or maybe Jean-Rene resembled Guy. All three younger Gauchets had a strong resemblance to their father.
They all turned to greet her.