Chapter Thirteen
AFTER CHURCH, BEATRICE went to the store and picked up one of their deli sandwiches. She still missed her grocery store in Atlanta, but Bub’s Grocery had been trying hard lately to create more interesting deli offerings. The sandwich, a BLT, was loaded with a lot more than just bacon, lettuce, and tomato and the bread looked fresh. Beatrice was definitely craving carbs.
When she got back home, she happily ate her sandwich while she took a stab at the crossword in the paper. She’d just finished up the sandwich but not the crossword when her phone rang.
Meadow was on the other end. “Beatrice? Oh, I’m glad I got you. With my ankle and everything, I totally forgot about Ramsay’s event!”
Beatrice frowned. “His event? You mean the award he’s getting? I thought that was going
