Chapter 4
“I DON’T KNOW WHY we’re here,” Pru said. “We’ve still got enough casseroles to get us through the end of the month.”
Kennedy grabbed a shopping cart and headed toward the produce aisle. “Because woman cannot live on casseroles alone, even in Tennessee. If I don’t have some vegetables that aren’t globbed in cheese or wrapped in bacon, my arteries are going to clog in a week. Plus, I need to pick up some basic toiletries and stuff since my luggage still hasn’t arrived.” She’d have to pick up some clothes, too, if it didn’t show up soon.
“You realize you’ve just blasphemed, right? Bacon and cheese are their own food groups here. Or had you forgotten?”
“I hadn’t forgotten. But my tolerance is down after all the time away.” Plus she’d wanted an excuse to get out of the house and a
