![]() “How’s Emma handling everything?” Susan cut in. “After Steven died, you left so fast that I wasn’t able to make you any comfort food, so now I was finally able to make you this meatloaf to help you mourn.” “I made you a meatloaf!” Erica exclaimed. ![]() “How are you doing, darling? We heard rumors that you were coming back into town, but you know us, we hate gossip, so we had to see for ourselves.” “Oh, Liz,” Marybeth gasped, pulling me into a hug. I should’ve known it wouldn’t be long before the three most dramatic and gossipy women in town were standing on my porch. Opening it, I pasted on my biggest fake smile as I stared at three women who lived on my block-three women I hadn’t missed one bit. Right as I was about to walk out of my house, I heard pounding on my front door. ![]() The next morning, Kathy and Lincoln showed up bright and early to pick up Emma for their weekend adventures. ![]()
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