As she dried her hands on her ruffled cooking apron, she approached Becca.
"You must be Becca. Come on over; let me take a look at you." Her tone was warm and mischievous, immediately putting Becca at ease. This was not the welcome she received from the Cotter household.
"Hi. Yes, I am Becca Layton. It's nice to meet you,"
"Evelyn. Evelyn Rivers, but you can call me Evie. Everyone does." Again, her smile was warm. Her friendly manner made her smile infectious.
"Well, aren't you just the prettiest young lady?" she complimented Becca, causing a blush to dominate her cream cheeks.
"Thank you. Umm-"
"Well, come on. Everyone is inside." Evie steps aside to usher Becca inside but looks at the driveway. "Becca, where is your car?"
"I'm sorry?" Becca was confused and looked around.
"You dr
