Scarlett glanced over at Amelia with a frown. She had come over to the home all excited because the last time she had visited, along with Wade, Amelia had promised to teach her a new technique in crocheting. She was finally getting the hang of it and had been looking forward to it all week. But since she had gotten here more than an hour ago, Amelia had barely smiled more than once. Even the doughnuts she had brought along with her were abandoned. And everyone knew how much Amelia loved her doughnuts. So there was obviously something very wrong.
More than once, Amelia had lifted her hand to wipe the tear that escaped and ran down her cheek. Scarlett had asked her in concern if she was all right, but she waved her away with a hand.
“I’m fine.”
But she obviously wasn’t. She seemed to be
