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Chapter One

EMILY

Dread That’s what surged through me when I opened the door of hter was fine, but it wouldn’t be soon before I had to face Mama and whatever she had planned forinto Sally Jolie’s house without knowing her plans for you was asking for trouble

“Do you think Grandives me cake on Sundays”

I shook my head “I don’t know, my little sweet pea If she has some cake, then she’ll probably offer you so just because she wants it A proper hostess will knohat the guests want, and Grandma is a proper hostess”

“Okay, Ma out of her car seat and then onto the ground She bounced around for a few seconds, her excitement obvious

I took hter’s hand inbetween the carefully cultivated lawns Mawoods covered in white and yelloers and the green sugar maples surrounded the property Matiht too

Walking down the path, my mind raced about ere even there on a Tuesday

Now, our tradition was to have dinner with Mama and Daddy every Sunday Even after Daddy passed away, God rest his soul, Iover to Mama’s She needed the company, and we needed her

Fahts Yes, fa Children should love their parents, and husbands should love their wives At least that’s the way it’s supposed to work, and it did inup Too bad h not to chase other women

I shook hts I’d been divorced for two years, and I still couldn’t stop the bad feelings fro Mama now