married her precious son. That seemed to have changed, at least a little.
"Tammie Lee's young and trendy. That's the look you're after, isn't it?"
"It's better than having you dress me like Barbara Bush."
To Alix's surprise, Jacqueline laughed. "Don't put down our former First Ladies. I changed the spelling of my name in the fifth grade because of Jacqueline Kennedy."
"My mother says she spelled my name with an I on purpose," Alix confessed, "but I don't think it was for any good reason. The fact is, she was probably drunk when she made out the birth certificate and accidentally misspelled it." Alix didn't know if that was true or not, but it was certainly possible.
They chatted on the ride to Tammie Lee's, mostly about which fork to use first in a fancy restaurant and other rules of etiquette Jacqueline felt it was essential Alix know. They also discussed Lydia and wondered why her sister had been in the shop so much lately. Jacqueline had phoned to ask, and Alix had stopped by a couple of times. All Margaret would say was that Lydia was under the weather. Friday's knitting session had been rather unsatisfactory without their teacher and friend, but no one complained openly. Alix just hoped Lydia would be back the following week and so did Jacqueline.
They drove for a good twenty minutes before Jacqueline pulled into the driveway of what looked like a mansion. The house was modern with a big front yard and lots of flowers. The white pillars in front reminded her of pictures she'd once seen in a magazine. Super cool.
No sooner had Jacqueline turned off the engine than the front door opened and a girl who didn't seem to be any older than Alix stepped outside. Tammie Lee looked like she was ready to pop at any moment and wore shorts, a maternity top and no shoes. She had a smile as big as any Alix had ever seen and her eyes sparkled with welcome.
"You're right on time." Tammie Lee held open the screen door. "I've been so eager for you to get here."
Alix loved listening to her talk. Tammie Lee had the softest, sweetest voice she'd ever heard.
Tammie Lee hugged Jacqueline as if it'd been a year of Sundays since she'd last seen her mother-in-law. "And you must be Alix. Jacqueline didn't tell me what a beauty you are. Why, this is going to be easier than frying up griddle cakes. You must come in and let me take a good look at you." Before Alix could object, not that she would have, Tammie Lee had taken her arm and led her into the house.
"Where's Paul?" Jacqueline asked.
"Golfing with his daddy," Tammie Lee said and sounded surprised that her mother-in-law didn't know.
Alix noticed a flicker of something in the older woman's eyes. For an instant it looked like pain, but Alix was sure she must be wrong.
"I've got everything set up in the spare bedroom," Tammie Lee said. "I took out a bunch of my clothes for Alix to try on. That way, when we find something she likes, we'll know where to shop."
"Good idea," Alix said, although she couldn't imagine wearing any style this southern belle would.
True to her word, Tammie Lee had laid an assortment of clothes on the bed in the guest room. At first glance Alix's heart fell. There seemed to be nothing but satin, lace and girly items.
"You sort through what's on the bed and I'll get us all some iced tea."
"With mint," Jacqueline added as she sat down.
"Of course," Tammie Lee said as she rushed from the room.
"She adds mint to everything," Jaqueline said in a disparaging whisper.
Alix glanced at her quickly - a hint of the old disapproval was back - but didn't comment. Instead she checked out a full-length jean skirt. This was workable but only if she wore a T-shirt with it and a wide leather belt. She set it to one side and reached for a frothy, lacy dress, which she immediately rejected.
Tammie Lee stuck her head inside the door. "Would either of you prefer a Coke?"
"I would." Alix wasn't shy. She'd never been a real fan of iced tea.
"With or without peanuts?"
"With." She hadn't had breakfast and a snack sounded good.
"I'll have the iced tea. Do you need any help?" Jacqueline asked.
"Oh, heavens, no." Once again Tammie Lee disappeared, but it wasn't long before she returned.
She brought in a tray and placed it on the dresser. Jacqueline stood up to get her glass