One evening, a few days later, the Heitschmidts and Cody gathered again in the parlor of the family homestead. As usual, Kristina and her suitor sat rather too close together on the rose-printed sofa, their hands interlaced.
Kristina has the most beautiful hands, Cody thought, his mind turning maudlin again. He grinned at himself. Besotted fool.
Kristina has the most beautiful hands,Besotted fool.“How are the plans coming?” James asked them, drawing Cody back to the present.
“Well,” Kristina said, “on my end, I think everything is underway. I talked to Lydia about the menu for the reception, and it sounds delicious. She"s keeping me in the dark about the cake, says it"s her gift to us.” She smiled. “The lady"s altar guild has ordered me a bouquet of roses to carry, and for the rest, the
