I held out my hand—it was definitely sweaty and I wiped it on my skirt first—and she shook it, but then pulled me in for a hug, my arms trapped at my sides. “Honey, we hug everyone around here.”
She was warm and soft and smelled of flowers. Her embrace was heartfelt and it was nice. I couldn't remember the last time—or ever—my mother hugged me. And yet I was a stranger to this woman and she pulled me right on in. Were people crazy here, or was it me?
“How did you know where to find us?” Sam asked.
Violet waved her hand. “Katie's in town to deal with Charlie's estate. She met with you to get the legal paperwork signed and of course she'll want to sell the house. Selling the house means meeting Sally Martin and Sally Martin always eats lunch at the same time and the same place. It was sim
