“Since when do moms have nerves?” Jessica asked and the whole group started laughing.
Knitting was a serious business in Eagle Cove and anyone who could get away met at the Lamont B&B’s verandah Tuesday and Friday afternoons, or in the period-decorated parlor when the weather was less friendly.
Her mom was all in a fuss over wedding details that clearly had nothing to do with the details and everything to do with a barely controlled state of panic.
“Just wait until it’s your wedding, young lady. Then I dare you to be calm about it.”
“Double dare you!” Natalya jumped right in.
It was lucky that Becky was out doing deliveries today. Jessica wasn’t in the mood to face a triple dare.
Tiffany stopped knitting on her Fair Isle leggings long enough to hold up three fingers. Triple dare! Cra
