Chapter 63

• Beatrice shook her head, convincing herself that she probably heard wrong when the knock came through again.
• “Let me go get it for you?” Rita said, leaving for the door. Because Bea’s house was very small, anyone in the kitchen could literally see everything that was going on at the door side.
• “Good morning.” A smile crept to Rita’s lips upon seeing the stranger standing before her, holding a large boutique of red roses that was almost covering her face.”