Chapter Two
A few minutes later, Beatrice pulled into a parking spot outside the bakery. There were plenty of other people who apparently had the same idea and the shop was bustling. June Bug was bustling too, but gave them a big smile when they came in. She was another member of the Village Quilters guild and quite a creative one. Beatrice had been amazed at what she could accomplish out of scraps and many of her quilts looked as if they could easily gain admittance to folk art museums. But June Bug, quiet, shy, and always busy, couldn’t be less interested in recognition for what she considered a relaxing hobby . . . although Beatrice had tried to convince her otherwise.
They placed their orders at the counter and then Beatrice and Piper sat down and chatted a little while June Bug put
