Cora was still flushed from having broken a glass and was now looking even more so with embarrassment. “Sorry about her,” she mumbled.
“Goodness! No need to apologize for Aspen. You’re not her keeper, after all,” said Meadow.
“Is she always like that?” asked Piper sympathetically.
Cora gave Piper and Meadow a grateful smile. “Thanks for understanding. Yes, I’m afraid she’s like that most of the time.”
Beatrice said, “Maybe she’ll settle down when we all start quilting.”
Cora gave a tired laugh. “Well, that’s optimistic.”
Meadow frowned. She never liked to think quilters could be anything but well-behaved. To her, quilting was a noble craft. “Is Aspen new to quilting? Or did she join your guild with some sort of underhanded motivation?”
“Oh, she’s not new to quilting. In fact, she
