Diane's POV
The next morning, I called Joan and asked her to come to Dad's house. I tried to keep my voice casual, but I could barely contain my excitement about the surprise we had planned.
"Just come over," I said. "I have something I want to show you."
"Diane, you're being very mysterious," Joan said, and I could hear the curiosity in her voice. "What are you up to?"
"You'll see," I said, grinning even though she couldn't see me. "Just trust me."
When Joan arrived, she was dressed in jeans and a casual blouse, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She looked relaxed and happy, and I noticed she was glowing in a way that could only be attributed to her relationship with Henry.
"Alright," she said as she walked into the foyer, "what's this big surprise you have for me?"
I brought out a silk scarf from behind my back. "I need you to let me blindfold you."
Joan's eyes widened. "Diane, what exactly do you have cooking in that sneaky pot of yours?"
