Three Bags of Cashews and a Dishonest Sister In Law at the Wedding

can have her roses.”

I looked at the blue paper, my thumb automatically tracing the silver band on my ring finger. “That is very generous, Beatrice.”

“We are family, Martha, and family does not let family fret over flowers,” she said, her smile not quite reaching her eyes. “Just take it and clear up that little balance today.”

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