Miranda was thrown with that question. Not knowing which way to go, she decided she may as well tell the truth. "Yes, Caroline. She was the one who left me in Paris, and I don't blame her for it. I had done something very mean to uncle Nigel, and I didn't tell him when I could've. And it hurt Andréa to see uncle Nigel so sad and destroyed because of me. I'm sure there's more to why she left, but I know it didn't sit right with me, and I was the one who destroyed him." Miranda sighed. She tried to forget that day. The hurt on Nigel's face was something she'd ever forget.

"But you and uncle Nigel are still friends though, right mommy?" Cassidy asked sheepishly.

"Yes, darling, we are. It took a lot of work and time to get back to being good friends like we were, but I've found the very best job for uncle Nigel, but it doesn't open up till this winter at the earliest." Miranda hoped they didn't continue to dig deeper. They needed to head to their fathers.

"Okay, mommy. We're okay with her coming to visit. She was nice to us. It made us sad and angry when she made you sad for leaving." Both girls looked at each other and nodded. Standing to hug their mother, they went to let out Patricia before they left to their fathers.

Miranda sat back in her study chair a few moments. Looking at her phone, she couldn't help but scroll through the few messages her and Andréa had shared the past 24 hours.

"Come on girls; we need to get going. Patricia, come." As her loves loaded into the SUV, Miranda hoped she would be adding two more to the mix. It had been much too long without a baby around.

640 miles away, Andy was finishing the last load of laundry. The house was slowly starting to look acceptable again. The few finishing touches could be done tomorrow morning. Andy was proud of how quickly she had knocked out cleaning. It was only 6:30. Randy was already down, even though she knew he'd wake up in a couple of hours. Sitting on the couch Andy's nerves started setting in, it had been a year since she last seen Miranda, and a year ago they were both very different people, in very different circles. Miranda was what made the 1% rich and famous, and Andy was good at fetching coffee and interpreting needs. She didn't know why Miranda suddenly cared. Especially enough to come all the way out to BFE to see her. Maybe Miranda had feelings for her? That would explain the use of darling. But then again, why wait a year? Did the fact that she had Randy not bother Miranda? Or did Miranda genuinely want to finish her off as she had joked? Andy's thoughts continued to race until she had enough. There was no sense in putting all this thought into it when Miranda wasn't even there yet. Getting up off the couch, Andy decided it best to make some tea to calm her nerves. A bath was also in order.

"Darling, home safe from dropping the girls off with their father. I cannot wait to see you tomorrow. :" - M Miranda quickly sent the girl a message before climbing the stairs to her bedroom. Thankfully she was packing light. Well light for her anyway. Three bags would have to do.

"So am I, Mira. I'm sure I won't be able to sleep from all the excitement." - A Andy smiled at her phone, climbing into the tub. Hopefully, she would at least get a few hours of sleep.

"I know, my darling. I feel the same way." - M Miranda settled into her nightly routine before looking over the book. She was sure she wouldn't sleep much if at all tonight. Thinking about being close to her Andréa was all she could focus on.

Andy climbed out of the tub and got ready for bed. It was only a little before 8, but she knew Randy would likely be waking up in an hour or two. Trying to get comfortable in bed was proving to be quite a chore. Grabbing her phone, she sent a quick text to Miranda.

"Sweet dreams, Mira. Tomorrow can't come soon enough." - A Andy didn't know it was possible to miss someone as much as she missed Miranda. Even though they were never close, leaving left a void in Andy's life no one else would be able to patch. Randy had done an excellent job, but he served as a daily reminder of her former boss.

"Sweet dreams, my darling." - M Miranda sighed. She was all packed and ready to go. Climbing into bed, she tossed and turned trying to get comfortable. Sleep tonight was going to be harder than it usually was.

As if on cue, Randy woke up precisely an hour after Andy had laid down. For once Andy was happy she hadn't already been asleep. "There you are, my handsome boy." Andy placed a kiss on her son's forehead. "Wait until tomorrow, my sweet boy. You're going to meet the dragon lady. Her name is Miranda, and I know you're going to love her as much as mommy does." Snuggling back into the bed as her son nursed, she hoped sleep would come sooner than later.

"I don't think it's going to be remotely possible to sleep tonight between Randy and the nerves." - A Andy hoped Miranda was having better luck than she was at sleeping.

"Is he fussy, darling?" - M Miranda was having a hard time sleeping as well.

"Yes and no, he just woke up to nurse. Usually, he falls back asleep while nursing, but he's wide awake like you and I." - A Andy was finally getting tired, but the little boy in her arms seemed to have other plans for the night.

"Call me when he's done nursing." - M Miranda smiled, sitting up in her bed a little more waiting for her phone to ring.

"Hello, my darling. Put me on speaker please." Miranda said smiling.

"Okay, Mira you're on speaker now." Andy smiled back. She was sure Miranda's voice alone would soothe her son into a deep slumber.

"Lullaby, and good night, in the skies stars are bright.

May the moon's silvery beams bring you sweet dreams.

Close your eyes now and rest, may these hours be blessed.

'til the sky's bright with dawn when you wake with a yawn.

Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight.

I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms.

Sleepyhead, close your eyes, for I'm right beside you.

Guardian angels are near, so sleep without fear.

Lullaby, and good night, with roses bedight.

Lilies o'er head lay thee down in thy bed.

Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight.

I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms.

Lullaby, and sleep tight, my darling sleeping.

On sheets white as cream, with a head full of dreams.

Sleepyhead, close your eyes, I'm right beside you.

Lay thee down now and rest, may your slumber be blessed.

Go to sleep, little one, think of puppies and kittens.

Go to sleep, little one, think of butterflies in spring.

Go to sleep, little one, think of sunny bright mornings.

Hush, darling one, sleep through the night,

Sleep through the night,

Sleep through the night." Miranda softly finished Braham's Lullaby. It was the one thing that never failed to put her girls to sleep even on their most troubled nights.

"Is he asleep Andréa?" Miranda softly asked hoping it had soothed Randy as well.

"Andréa?" Not receiving an answer, Miranda looked at her phone, they were still connected, but she couldn't hear anything but soft breathing on the other side.

"Sweet dreams, my loves. I can't wait to hold you both tomorrow." Miranda sighed. Thankful she was able to soothe the fussy baby. Admittedly maybe too well as she put the young woman to sleep as well.

Finally drifting off to sleep, Miranda knew morning was going to come much too early as it always did.