Chapter FifteenTwo hours later the front door slammed, and Noreen flinched. Rosa was home. She would know Noreen was hiding something. Better to get the conversation over and done with.
Footsteps sounded in the hallway then Rosa appeared in the doorway. “How was your day, Mutti?”
Noreen gestured to the completed basket Basil has held earlier in the day. “I created a new design. What do you think of it?”
“It’s beautiful.” Rosa clapped her hands and hurried to the table where the basket sat among loose twigs and Noreen’s cutting tools. “You have an excellent sense of what goes together. Are those the blackberry branches you found?”
“Yes. And I have enough left over for two or three more baskets.” Noreen picked up one of the boughs. “I’d like to find more of these bushes. I think their un
