Treasure Beach: Chapter Six, Part Three
Summer isn't "over" for us, thank goodness, but it's nearly over for Olivia and the women of Happiness Key, whose lives will be forever changed in Sunset Bridge , available now at your favorite bookstore.
Meantime, Treasure Beach (the free prequel to Sunset Bridge) ends this month. If you haven't been reading along, visit this page for enlightenment and instructions. It's not too late to catch up. And don't worry, you don't have to finish Treasure Beach to enjoy Sunset Bridge . The stories aren't directly related, even though the characters are the same.
Finally, please don't forget to visit quilter Pat Sloan's website to sew along on the charming Happiness Key quilt that goes along with the series.
Treasure Beach: Chapter Six, Part Three
Wanda couldn't wait for Maggie to move to Palmetto Grove Key. She and Maggie had baked pies together since Maggie was old enough to stand on a stool to reach the kitchen counter. The teenagers who were coming mornings were a help, but she was still doing the hardest parts herself.
Even though Sunday was her real day off, she'd gone into the shop yesterday to scrub the place top to bottom. And today, instead of just making sure things were set for the week, she had assembled and frozen dozens of pie crusts and made filling from bushels of apples and peaches to bake tomorrow. Now she was home, feet up, and not looking forward to putting her shoes on again. That was too bad, though. Because it was her turn to host the weekly dinner for her neighbors, and even though she had broken down and bought most of it ready-made at the grocery store, she still had to get it to the table.
She had just gotten to her feet when Tracy opened the front door. "Need some help?"
Wanda groaned.
"One of those days, huh? I had one, too. Mondays are always grim. I'll set the table. We can just eat pie." Tracy sounded hopeful.
"Day comes when I just serve pie–"
"We'd all be thrilled," Tracy finished. "Not that you're not a good cook otherwise."
"Well, don't get too worried. I bought rotisserie chicken and potato salad at Publix, and Janya's bringing some kind of eggplant with a cupboard full of spices on it."
"Yum. I've got chips and salsa, the real stuff one of the cooking classes made at the center today."
Wanda was feeling better just thinking about eating. "I brought home a French silk pie. Olivia loves it."
"I guess we'd better plan what we're going to do about her. I don't know how else to track that note."
"Kenny just laughed when I asked him to talk to the folks at Walmart. He's not getting a bit of this pie tonight, on account of laughing at me."
"I did check the other two shops on the way home from work," Tracy said, "and they didn't have any paper that looked like that note."
