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“There you are! I was afraid you’d left us”

“Left?” Okay, were the hory? “Why would I leave?”

Coral didn’t answer right away She got that look in her eyes, the one that said her brain orking a mile a minute

“Why don’t you coot a plate ready for you and a seat saved at the gazebo You can fill me in on all the commotion” She reached out a hand “You’re so darn pale, you need food, sugar”

Bobbi got to her feet and followed Coral through the house Marybeth and Miss Callie were in the kitchen, but so deeply engrossed in an obviously private conversation, neither of theazebo, and Bobbi relaxed a bit when she realized it was only the two of them

Coral had prepared two heaping plates of biscuits, gravy, sausage, and eggs, as well as two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice They removed the round screens that protected the plates fro into her food with gusto

It sry, she ate small bites and took her time Her stomach was off, and she needed to be careful

“So,” Coral said, setting down her fork Bobbi knew the look and braced herself The wo her head into business that wasn’t hers It most likely contributed to the coolness shown to her frohter-in-law “What happened with Mackie?”

Relief flooded Bobbi This was good She didn’t want to talk about herself or her situation with anyone right now She told Coral what little she knew froh every time she took a bite, her stoh her

Sweat beaded her forehead, and she tried to sip soo

“Does your husband know?” Coral asked, holding her glass of juice as she settled back into her chair

Bobbi averted her eyes and concentrated on the flowers that bloohtly

“About the baby”

She yanked around and looked at Coral, mouth open and ready to spew a bunch of lies But Bobbi had never been good at fibbing—that had been her sister Betty’s forte—and as she looked at the older woman, a powerful need to share and confess took over Slowly, she shook her head

“No”