“Mom, are you SURE this is the best way you can help?” Mae’s tone was, surprisingly, full of genuine concern. Clementine brushed her off. It would be fine! Sure, Clem didn’t have the best track record with cooking, but it wasn’t all bad. She hadn’t set a fire in the kitchen in years, and those sweet darlings at the adoption center needed good. Poor Bronagh surely couldn’t do it all on her own, and Clementine was happy to help. With a sigh, Mae shrugged. “I guess just call if y...