heart of gold. I admire her more than anyone else I know.” For the briefest of moments, Joan’s features became immobile. Then the corners of her mouth lifted in a smile that failed to light her eyes. “I can’t wait to meet her. We’ve got some bar stools over here.” She walked away and left him sitting on the sofa. What did I say? Surely she wasn’t jealous of Karen. Some women were like that, though. Didn’t want to hear a guy say anything nice about another woman, even a relative. Ken had no patience