Chapter Eleven
“Hi, Violet!” said Beatrice, smiling at her.
“Oh, hi,” said Violet with a smile. “Do you have your little dog with you again?”
“Not today, I’m afraid. I’m about to run an errand but saw you here and thought I’d just say hi. You’ve been working here again?” asked Beatrice.
Violet laughed. “Yes, I have to pay for my expensive quilting hobby somehow. Fortunately, the church always seems to need help.”
“It sounds as though the church is lucky to have you,” said Beatrice. “And yes, there are always a ton of activities going on at once. I’m sure there’s a nursery open for many of them.”
Violet said, “How is everything going? Did you hear anything else about Pearl or Ophelia’s deaths?” Her face flushed a little as she brought it up. “I figure the minister’s wife is bound to k
