Chapter 17
Melody hadn’t been able to keep away from the church until noon like she’d told her mother. Instead, she’d come in around eleven, though most of her friends wouldn’t let her do anything. Sarah had done more than vacuum. She’d dusted and polished, even cleaned the restrooms. The church looked so nice and tidy, it was as if three hundred people hadn’t been crowded in the night before for the Christmas Festival.
Sitting in one of the freshly decorated pews with her legs folded beneath her, Melody checked her weather app for the thousandth time. “Any change this time?” Lexi asked, squatting across the aisle from her, hanging the bows, holly, ribbons and other décor Melody’s mother had designed on the end so that it faced into the aisle.
Melody looked at the radar. “No, it looks l
