Much Ado About Madams
“Fannie muttered into her hands. Feeling edgy, she left the dressing table and started straightening out her bed covers. Not that they needed straightening, just that she needed to do something.
Chrissy fussed with the lotions on Fannie’s vanity table. “Yup—a helluva pickle.”
Fannie gave the bedspread a final tug. “And it sure messes with our plan to get Reese hitched up with her. I don’t know why I didn’t make the connection sooner. ‘Course, you didn’t recognize her, either.”
Chrissy looked as ...puzzled as Fannie was herself. Sure, she’d known all along that Miss Sharpe looked familiar, but the last person on the face of this earth she’d ever expected to see was Pansy’s little girl.
“Well, she’s plumb growed up,” Chrissy finally said. “Does Reese know?”
“No, and I want to keep it that way until I know for sure what we ought to do. That man needs to get married up, but he might be a little harder to convince if his intended’s mother was strung up for murdering his father.”MoreLess
Chrissy fussed with the lotions on Fannie’s vanity table. “Yup—a helluva pickle.”
Fannie gave the bedspread a final tug. “And it sure messes with our plan to get Reese hitched up with her. I don’t know why I didn’t make the connection sooner. ‘Course, you didn’t recognize her, either.”
Chrissy looked as ...puzzled as Fannie was herself. Sure, she’d known all along that Miss Sharpe looked familiar, but the last person on the face of this earth she’d ever expected to see was Pansy’s little girl.
“Well, she’s plumb growed up,” Chrissy finally said. “Does Reese know?”
“No, and I want to keep it that way until I know for sure what we ought to do. That man needs to get married up, but he might be a little harder to convince if his intended’s mother was strung up for murdering his father.”MoreLess
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