Chapter Four
Edgenora walked up to her as Wyatt left. “Were you hunting him down?” asked Beatrice wryly. Wyatt was known for sometimes getting wrapped up in other things and arriving late for meetings. Edgenora was the church’s administrative assistant and Beatrice was very grateful every day that she did such an excellent job keeping things running smoothly and trying to keep Wyatt on track with the many things he had to juggle. Edgenora had a special mention every night in Beatrice’s prayers. She was a serious-looking woman in her late-fifties with steel-gray hair and a long, lean build. Although she didn’t seem the warm and cuddly sort, Beatrice had found that beneath her efficient exterior lay a heart of gold.
Edgenora chuckled. “Well, I figured just the sight of me might make him re
