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Sarah shook her head Their talk in the truck qualified as sos they’d said were private and she wanted to keep them to herself

“Your sleigh ride one nearly as well asconcerned as she closed a tray lid and placed it inside a bag

“Well, there sure wasn’t a proposal”

Sarah had said her comment as a joke, but the way the three Butterflies stopped what they were doing to stare at her, ape, said they hadn’t taken her that way

“Did you want there to be a proposal?” Maybelle asked, her brows deeply veed

“Of course not Bodie and I are—were,” she corrected, “just friends”

“Personally, I think he’s a friend you should take off after, so you can travel and see the world with hiested

“That’s your dream, Claudia Not mine I’m happy in Pine Hill”

Maybelle said, “You really need to talk to that husband of yours about taking you on vacation”

“He says for our fiftieth wedding anniversary, he’ll takemy time to tell hio”

“Harru to do if you book so sooner? If you want to travel, then, woman, travel”

Claudia’s eyes grew huge, then she shook her head “This is about Sarah, not me I’ll travel someday”

Maybelle, Rosie, and Sarah sighed simultaneously If Sarah had the extra money, she’d book Claudia on a trip herself

They resumed their assembly line preparation of food trays to be delivered to shut-ins

Sarah held her breath, hoping the women would not resume the conversation about Bodie She should have known better