Chapter Five
He pulled it out of his pocket and answered it. He listened intently for a couple of minutes and then said in a comforting voice, “I’m so sorry. That must have been a terrible shock. Of course you can come by.” He quirked a questioning eyebrow at Beatrice, who suppressed a sigh and nodded. The day that wouldn’t end apparently would go on a bit longer. “I’m eating at the church right now, so can we say forty-five minutes? All right. See you then.”
“Everything okay?” asked Beatrice.
Wyatt shook his head and said quietly, “That was Edith Fairchild. She’s definitely the Edith who was Felton’s good friend. She’s very distraught and asked if she could come by the house.”
They ate their Mexican food, Wyatt led the youth group in a prayer to start out their evening, he spoke with
