She cleared her throat. “I just wanted to say thank you—” “No. Thank you, Frannie. Ada loved you dearly. And I appreciate everything you did for me this summer.” “But you didn’t—” I smiled at her. “What would Ada say right now?” She grinned wanly. “To take the gift, say thank you, and shut up about it.” I chuckled. “That is exactly what she would say.”
