Penny made the rounds around town with Susan, running orders to the offices still standing on Main Street after the fire that had taken Susan’s shop and a half dozen other businesses the previous spring. Next was the home offices in Dogwood’s residential neighborhoods, and then they stopped at the park to watch the work on the building that used to house Home Fries, the coffee and pastry shop Penny favored, the accountant next to Sullivan’s, Golden Arts, the gem and jewelry shop Zoe loved, and Susan’s stationery and bookshop, Sullivan’s. She avoided Trey when she saw him and a group of his friends in the park. She thought he’d seen her too, but he’d taken the hint after weeks of her avoiding his calls and visits.
“Why was your shop called Sullivan’s?” It was an old curiosity of Penny’s, b
