the others and met Jolene in the dining room. “Tell me right now that this is good news. My blood pressure is risin’ by the minute.”
“Surprise!” Sugar made an entrance into the dining room.
“Oh. My. Gosh. Am I seeing things?” Lucy squealed.
“I knew something was going on.” Dotty raced across the floor to hug Sugar.
Then suddenly they were all four hugging, hopping up and down as much as ladies their age could do on bum knees and hips.
“Are you here for a visit?” Flossie asked.
Each of them still had a hand on Sugar’s shoulders, as if they were afraid she’d disappear if they weren’t touching.
“So how long are you stayin’? Will you be here for the weekend so you can go to church with us? Where is your RV?” Dotty fired questions one after another.
“Let’s get some food and sit down,” Sugar said.
“Hey, ladies.” Jasper came in from the kitchen with a coffeepot. “Y’all go on and get your plates ready, and I’ll pour the coffee.”
“Are you headed for the West Coast now? I heard it was snowing out east of here.” Flossie led Sugar to the front of the line. “You go first. I don’t know if I can even swallow food right now.”
Lucy followed Sugar. “I want to know why you didn’t tell us you were coming through here.”
“Because we aren’t coming through here. I got homesick, so we changed our plan. We stayed in Marshall last night,” Sugar said. “We’re thinking of buying the little house next to Flossie. Our RV is out back right now, but we’re hoping to park it at the new house tonight and start to move in as soon as possible.”
Jolene stood to the side and watched them. Everything was right in their world now. Sugar had come home. Tucker slipped an arm around her waist, and her joy doubled.
“How does this make you feel?” he whispered, so close that his warm breath caressed her neck.
“Like everything is falling into place,” she said with a slight shiver. “How about you?”
“They kind of remind me of my grandparents. Mine would be older, but they still make me think of them,” he said. “Are you cold?”
“No, your touch just affects me that way.” If they were going to have a relationship, then Jolene figured she should be totally honest with him.
“And yours does the same to me,” he said. “Damn, it feels good for things to be right again.”
“Yep, it sure does.” She tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek, not caring if anyone saw but relieved that they didn’t. This was Sugar’s thunder, and she didn’t want to steal a single bit of it.
“When did you figure this out?” Lucy asked Sugar.
“Sunday, but I wanted to surprise y’all,” she answered. “You can’t know how hard it was not to tell you every time we talked.”
“We would have had a big party if you’d told us,” Flossie said and then turned her attention toward Jolene. “Did you know?”
“Not until this morning,” Jolene said.
They all took places at the table with Jolene sitting right next to Sugar. She could barely believe a whole hour had passed when Jasper said, “Okay, ladies, we’ve got to be at the house at ten. I’m sure y’all have to open up your stores, too.”
“We can open late,” Flossie said.
“Why do you have to be there at that time?” Jolene asked.
“Belinda is coming to show us the place, but we already know we’re going to buy it. And Sugar spent two days on her phone with a furniture store in Marshall. They’ll be delivering a bedroom outfit at ten thirty so we can sleep in it tonight,” Jasper said.
“But I have a store full of furniture that you can choose from,” Lucy said.
“And so do I,” Flossie said. “Come get whatever you want, and I won’t even charge you for it.”
“I don’t want antiques. I’ve never got to pick out what I want instead of taking what was left to me. Not that I’m complaining. The inn was very good to us.” Sugar talked as much with her hands as her words. “I appreciate y’all’s offer, but Jasper and I want soft, comfortable furniture.”
“She says she wants stuff that’s comfortable and doesn’t require much dusting,” Jasper chuckled. “So, Jolene, will you forgive us for leaving you with a mess? We really should be going. It takes a while to get that big RV backed up among all these tall pine trees.”
“You’re forgiven,” Jolene said and then asked, “How did you