A Four-Dollar Worn Shawl to Wear to Belle Meade
She walked with a light, bouncing step.
The heavy tension from the back room was gone from her face entirely.
She gave Ethan a big smile.
She rushed over and threw her arms around his waist.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” Vanessa said.
“It’s been such a long morning, right?”
Ethan wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
He kissed the top of her head.