The Tea Shop on Lavender Lane. Sheila Roberts
added, “so let’s get out of here.”
Great idea. She could see her pal from the plane approaching. She gave him a little wave and started for the parking garage at a quick clip.
“Don’t tell me. Let me guess,” Samantha said. “You picked up a friend.”
“Actually, I thought he’d be perfect for Mom,” Bailey began.
“Don’t be matching Mom up,” Samantha said sternly. “She’s not ready for another man.”
“I think she is,” Bailey insisted. After what Samantha had gone through cleaning up the business mess left behind by their mother’s last husband, Bailey understood her sister’s reluctance to see their mother find a replacement. Still, Mom deserved to be happy. “What do you think?” she asked Cecily. Cec had been a matchmaker. When it came to love, she was an expert. Well, except for when it came to herself. Why her sister was still single was a mystery to Bailey.
“I think it’s really good to have you back,” Cecily said diplomatically.
“And just in time,” Samantha put in. “We could use help in the office.”
The office? Was she serious? “I can’t type. Remember?” Bailey reminded her. “Anyway, I don’t know if I want to work in the office.” That probably sounded ungrateful. After all, Samantha had paid for her ticket home. And Sweet Dreams Chocolates was the family business.
They were at Samantha’s car now. She turned and stared at Bailey as if she’d announced she was going to run off and join a cult.
Bailey’s face sizzled, and she hung her head. She was a terrible ingrate. But she still didn’t want to work in the Sweet Dreams office.
Samantha opened the trunk and deposited Bailey’s suitcase. “Okay,” she said slowly. “What do you want to do?”
Be a caterer. But after what had happened, she was finished with that. “I don’t know,” she admitted.
“You’ve got to do something,” Samantha said.
“You’ll think of something.” Cecily gave Bailey another reassuring hug. “You just need some time to find your feet.”
Yeah. So there. Gosh, Sammy could be so bossy sometimes.
“You will,” Samantha agreed. “And whatever you need, we’re there for you.”
“I’ve got what I need—you guys,” Bailey said, forgetting her momentary irritation and looking gratefully at her sisters. Even though her older sister was bossy, there was nothing she wouldn’t do for her family. And Cecily was always so supportive and sweet. Bailey was lucky to have them both.
Her sisters spent the ride back home filling her in on everything that had been going on in Icicle Falls.
“Bill Will has a new girlfriend,” Cecily told her.
“Oh, who?” Bailey asked. Billy Williams, affectionately known as Bill Will, was one of the town’s characters. He worked on a nearby guest ranch and spent a lot of time hanging out at Zelda’s or The Red Barn. Everyone liked Bill Will, but he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box, so he often got passed over in favor of smarter men.
“Ashley Armstrong,” Samantha said in disgust.
“Hey, I hear she’s finally getting serious about going back to school,” Cecily added from the backseat.
“Yeah, well, with her spousal maintenance about to dry up, she’d better,” Samantha said.
“I think she’s trying to get her act together,” Cecily said. “I hope she does.”
“I just hope Bill Will doesn’t get hurt.” Samantha looked over at Bailey. “Maybe you should go out with him.”
Right. Bailey turned around and grinned at Cecily. “Would Bill Will and I be a match?”
Cecily wrinkled her nose. “I don’t think so. I have a feeling there’s someone better waiting for you.”
Brandon Wallace.
“Brandon’s not in town,” Samantha said as if reading her mind.
Just when her spirits had been lifting. Darn, it was hard to rekindle a romance when one or the other of them was always off somewhere. “Where is he?”
“He moved to Jackson Hole,” Samantha said.
“Jackson Hole?” What was there? “Why?”
“Ski resort, of course.”
“He’s got a girlfriend,” Cecily said gently.
“A...girlfriend?” Brandon Wallace, one of the main reasons Bailey had decided she should, indeed, come home, had a girlfriend? “Are you sure?”
Samantha nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“How long has he had this girlfriend?” And why hadn’t anyone told her?
“According to his mom, they met after he moved there in January.”
“That’s not very long. Is it serious?” Bailey asked in a small voice. It couldn’t be in just a few months.
“Olivia seems to think so,” Samantha replied. “She figures they’ll be engaged by Christmas.”
What did Olivia Wallace know, anyway? Bailey sneaked up a hand to wipe away yet another tear.
“You are way too good for him anyway,” Samantha said.
“He was never right for you,” Cecily told her.
And what did her sisters know?
Seattle was far behind them now, and the mountains in the distance beckoned. Welcome home.
Bailey scowled at them. Phooey!
When Bailey walked into Muriel Sterling’s rented cottage, it wasn’t hard to see that her mother had gone to a lot of trouble to make her homecoming a celebration. A bouquet of tulips sat in a vase on the counter, along with a batch of peanut butter–chocolate chip cookies divided three ways and wrapped in pink cellophane and tied with pink ribbon—big-girl party favors. There was even a welcome-home present for Bailey, a signed copy of her mother’s latest book.
“I thought it might be helpful,” she said as Cecily got busy pouring tea.
Bailey read the title, which was in flowing embossed script. New Beginnings. Was that what you called this?
She tried to look appreciative. “Thanks, Mama.” And then, before her mother could go into one of her soft-spoken pep talks, she changed the subject. “I smell mushroom lasagna.”
“And garlic bread,” her mother added. “I hope you girls are hungry.”
“Of course,” Samantha said. “We’ve been saving our appetites.”
“No stop at a Starbucks on the way home?” their mother teased.
“Well, we had to do that,” Cecily said with a smile.
The next few minutes were spent companionably in the kitchen, the sisters munching on salmon pâté and crackers while they helped their mother get the food on the table.
Once Muriel had said grace, Samantha raised her mug of chocolate mint tea. “Here’s to our sister. We’re glad to have you home.”
“And to new beginnings,” Cecily proclaimed.
Bailey’s smile faltered. She’d come home in disgrace, and the romance she’d hoped to rekindle with Brandon was happening with a different woman. How was that a new beginning? But she gamely recovered and passed her plate for her mother to fill.
“I assume