Bake Until Golden by Linda Evans Shepherd

Author:Linda Evans Shepherd [Shepherd, Linda Evans]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents, Friendship, The ladies of the Potluck Catering Club may have thought that winning <i>The Great Party Showdown</i> reality show in New York City would be the biggest adventure of their lives. But they weren’t counting on the strange goings-on they would confront when they returned to Summit View, Colorado. When a shocking event rocks their small town the ladies are stunned—especially when one of them is accused. And a 100-year-old legend about buried gold unearths some unsavory characters. Will old friends stick together through their trials? Or will they be torn apart by tragedy? Full of mystery, <i>Bake Until Golden</i> is the final book in this popular series., and faith
Publisher: Baker Book Group
Published: 2011-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Goldie

21

Tasting the Truth

I received a phone call from Vernon Vesey early Friday morning, asking if he could come by.

“I have some questions I’d like to ask you,” he said.

I looked over at the clock. It was a few minutes after 9:00 and I was still shamelessly in bed. These days, I didn’t sleep well at night, and often slept late into the morning. Had the phone not rung, I might still be in dreamland. “How about 10:00?” I asked.

“That’s fine,” he said.

I disconnected the call, groaned, and then sat up, pushing myself back against the pillows and the headboard of the bed. After a moment or two of deep breathing—a small effort to get my bearings together—I reached for my Upper Room daily devotional, which I kept on the bedside table.

The day’s inspirational Scripture was from 1 Peter: “Cast all your anxiety on [God],” it read, “because he cares for you.”

The prayer focus was for those in stressful situations.

I laughed, but not out of humor. It was like Evie had said yesterday; we were quite an interesting lot, we Potluck girls. And it had felt good to pray together as we had. Still, I felt a heavy burden weighing on my shoulders. Today I would do something I’d never thought I’d have to do.

Today I would . . .

The phone rang again and I jumped.

“Hello?”

“Mom?”

“Olivia. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m just calling to check on you.”

Of course she was. How long, I wondered, would she feel the need to do this? I swung my legs over the side of the bed, slipped my feet into my bedroom slippers, and then trudged into the master bath. “To be honest with you, I’m just now getting up and I’m taking you into the bathroom with me.”

“Good thing we’re mother and daughter.”

“Yes, it is,” I said. Then: “Wouldn’t you like it better if I called you back when I’m done? We can chat while I make a pot of coffee.”

Olivia sighed. “Okay. Do that. Promise?”

“I promise, my child.”

Minutes later, I called her back. I’d washed my face, brushed my teeth and hair, and had put on some clothes presentable for Vernon’s visit. As I scooped my favorite coffee into the gold mesh coffeepot filter, I returned Olivia’s call.

“So what are you doing today?” she asked once the preliminaries were over.

I started to tell her that Vernon was due over in a matter of twenty minutes but decided against it. She’d only tell me she was worried that he might want to get me involved somehow in the legal mess Evangeline was obviously in. She’d say that I had enough on my plate right now—what with Jack’s death and all that went along with burying a spouse—and that I needed to stay focused on my own life. My own problems.

She had no idea . . .

So I decided against telling her the whole truth. I told a half-truth, instead. “I’m going to see Chris today,” I said.

“What for? Do you need me to go with you?”

I

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