Zach wrestled the doorknob open without putting down any of her armload of groceries. Jessica's respite care was almost over, the other kids would be out of school soon after that, but right now, he could put the groceries away. The ravening horde would be mollified for another four or five days.

Then he stopped dead.

He liked the house. Loved it, really. He and Adamo had picked it out just before they got married, with the goal of having a houseful of children eventually in mind. And it was gorgeous, fitting the price range and everything the two of them had done to improve it.

The house was not this gorgeous.

Zach set her armloads of groceries down, slowly, and looked up at the vaulted ceiling that was much, much higher than the ceiling of the foyer.

"What the hell?"