Chapter Twelve
Dora stood up and beamed at everyone as if they were about to be delighted with what everything she had to say. “Thanks for having me today. Meadow, I love your home.”
Meadow’s tight smile turned into a genuine one for a few seconds before tightening up again.
Dora said, “I’m soo excited about the upcoming show and I think y’all will be, too. First up we have a few changes just to keep our guests at the show interested in what we do. Sometimes it’s good to switch things up to keep it all fresh and exciting—not just for the attendees of the show, but for the quilters, too.”
Meadow started glowering.
“So we decided on a few marvelous changes.”
Beatrice winced at the ‘we.’
“One of the different approaches we’re trying is to offer more substantive food to our quilt show g
