“Millie, how are things back home? Did you visit Joan?”

“Home’s a bit damp, but I’m well. I visited Joan and shared dinner at her place. She eagerly awaits your return.”

Grandma’s joy resonated through the phone.

“Tell her I’ll be returning soon.”

After her conversation with Grandma, Millie dialed Marcus.

“Honey.” Marcus’ voice enveloped her as soon as the call connected. With a soft clearing of her throat, Millie expressed, “I arrived around five in the afternoon. Are you home?”

A warm chuckle echoed.

at my doorstep. Have

I have. Joan’s skill in crafting bread results in delectable

breeze, Millie reveled in

alongside an angry Laurel, Roland bore the stains of mud. Delia’s surprise

fall into a ditch?” she inquired, her gaze sweeping over

to shower first,” Laurel said gloomily

glare, Delia reproached her

a fool. Don’t you know that the flowers at the door bring prosperity? Look at what you’ve done! The flower bed

N G E L A ‘s L I

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