“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Kit.” “I hope you’ll always think that.” She frowned slightly. “Is someone staring daggers at us?” “Uh huh.” “It’s a woman in her forties in a black coat and knitted hat, isn’t it?” I glanced back at the biddy. If looks could kill … “Bang on target.” “That’s Marybeth Luther, one of the town’s busybodies. I swear she’ll make me so angry one of these days, I’m gonna tell her to stop judging me because the way to God’s heart is the same as a man’s. On your knees.”
