“Look how adorable this blanket is,” I held it up.
“The last thing Charlotte needs is another blanket,” Zoey said.
“She’s a baby. Babies need blankets.”
“She has like twelve of them, Mom.” Zoey sipped her iced coffee. “I’m taking my sister over there to look at the clothes.” She grabbed the stroller and walked away. I studied the blanket some more. Did she really need another blanket? Of course, she did. I smiled as I walked over to Zoey.
“The blanket won,” I said, tossing it into the basket of the stroller.
Zoey rolled her eyes, looked over, and said, “Uh-oh.”
“What?”
“Over there.” She pointed.
I turned my head and saw Evelyn walking toward us.
“Run. Hide.” I grabbed the stroller from Zoey.
“Too late,” Zoey said as Evelyn approached us, her expression flat as always.
“Samantha.” She nodded.
“Hello, Evelyn. It’s good to see you.”
“I had heard the baby arrived from the country club.” She leaned over and stared at Charlotte. “She’s cute.”
“Thank you,” I said.
“She has Weston’s nose.”
“That she does.” I smiled.
“I suppose Weston told you about my dismissal from the board.”
“He did.” I nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“That’s kind of you. But it’s not your fault.”
Zoey went to open her mouth, and I lightly kicked her to keep it shut.
“I hope one day, Weston will let me know her.”
“I’ll talk to him if you’d like.”
Zoey’s eyes widened.
“It’s a decision he’ll have to make on his own. It was nice seeing both of you. Zoey, did you do something different with your hair?”
“I got highlights.”
“It’s very becoming on you. Have a good day.” She walked away.
“What just happened?” Zoey looked at me.
“I’m not sure.” I frowned.
Chapter Forty-Two
