A sparkling diamond ring caught Sheridan's attention.
In the diningroom of her and Luis's new home, gathered at the kitchen table, was Paloma, Theresa, Pilar, Hank,
Luis, Sheridan, and Sheridan and Luis's two children: Brian and Evelyn. Miguel was nowhere to be seen...probably
at the Bennett's house.
Sheridan stared in surprise at the ring on Paloma's finger. She looked up, at Hank, and then Paloma.
"You're enagaged?" she asked in shock.
"Who's engaged?" Luis demanded, setting down his fork next to the plate of food in front of him. "Hank?
Paloma? When did this happen?"
Paloma grinned happily. "This morning," she said, leaning her head against her fiancée's shoulder.
"We wanted to wait until after dinner to tell you. I guess I spoiled the surprise, honey," she added
with a wink Hank's way. Hank only leaned forward and kissed her.
Sheridan cleared her throat, and pointed to two-year-old Brian and six-year-old Evelyn, who had somehow managed
to spill their food all over their new clothes.
Luis chuckled. "I'll take care of it, sweetie," he told his wife, kissing her on the cheek. Sheridan
smiled up at him and stood to gather the empty plates around the kitchen table.
Hank grinned at Paloma. "Hey, Loma...let's go discuss politics."
Paloma giggled and jumped to her feet. "Sure thing, loverboy."