A Four-Dollar Worn Shawl to Wear to Belle Meade
It was already smooth.
“I told Ethan I’d deal with this,” she said.
“I didn’t want to cause a scene at the boutique.
We’ve had plenty of scenes already, right?”
I held the card up.
“This is your handwriting.
I know those loops.”
Vanessa glanced at Ethan and let out a little sigh.