Nora looked at her. "Have we met somewhere before?"
Sierra studied her carefully. "And you are...?"
Nora was a little taken aback, but she recovered quickly. "I'm Luna Ainsworth and Faye Sinclair's godson's wife."
Sierra's hands instantly tightened on the tabletop. "You're the Grants' daughter-in-law?"
"Yes."
An emotion that Nora couldn't begin to fathom flickered in her eyes.
'Intricate and complex. This was a girl with a heavy heart.'
"I'm their youngest daughter, Sierra Ainsworth."
Nora chuckled. "No wonder. I thought you looked familiar when I saw you from outside. I've seen a picture of you before."
Sierra nodded, pulling a pen and paper from her bag. She quickly scribbled down an address and handed it over. "My dad's home. This is the address. You can go."
Nora took it, noted the elegant handwriting, and gave her a nod. "Thank you."
She stood up and left the coffee shop.
