"In the kitchen Harry," came a voice from somewhere inside.

Diane breathed in the comforting smell of a roast cooking, and followed Harry through the house. It was full of paintings and framed photographs, and each clean wood surface shined with mirror brilliance. There was an old upright piano in the corner of the livingroom, and Diane grinned as she remembered Harry's little performance at the pub back in the city.

They came into the kitchen, just as Harry's mother took off her oven mitts. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't greet you two at the door."

"That's okay, Mom, Leo was on duty," Harry said as he hugged her.

She looked up at him smiling and then saw the angry scratch down the side of his face. Shaking her head, she touched his cheek carefully and sighed, "You do illicit quite a strong reaction in other people."

She reached over to Diane and took her hand, "Hello, Diane, I'm Katherine Denby, and I'm sure he deserved it. Welcome."

Harry's mother had lovely brown eyes and a matronly frame, standing about the same height as Diane. She wore glasses on a chain around her neck and casual clothes, but had an air of elegance in her manner.

"Thank you, Mrs. Denby. I know this is awfully short notice."

"Oh, I love having company," she sang, waving her hands dissmissively. "Harry's told me all about it. I'm happy to help out."

She turned to Harry and scowled a bit. "Now, while I show Diane her room, you have got something to attend to immediately."

Pulling her much taller son over to the back door, she said in serious tones, "Miguel has been furious that you left him here. It's been over a month, and if your undercover assignment is over, you'd better take him home before he thinks of any more ways to be naughty."

"Oh, yeah. I apologize for his behavior. Where is he?"

"Sulking in the greenhouse. You'd better go make amends."

Diane tried to make conversation as Mrs.Denby showed her upstairs to the bedrooms, but her mind was racing. Who was Miguel? Harry's son? Why hadn't he mentioned anything about him?

"Here we are. There's extra blankets in the cedar chest if you get cold tonight. Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes. Feel free to roam around and explore. This house has a lot of history."