CHAPTER 13
“Who was on the phone, Mom?” Susannah asked later that evening.
“That was Joy Holmes. I just wanted to make sure we were all on the same page about using that fellowship hall for snacks only. And if it rains again, they’ll clear room for games in the sanctuary.” That was one good thing about Derek’s church at least. The folks at Orchard Grove Bible would rather die gruesome martyrs’ deaths than allow sports in the sanctuary.
“That sounds like a good arrangement. Does Derek know yet?” Susannah asked, a good-natured teasing in her voice.
“Joy said she’ll take care of the details.” Gloria focused on the counter she was wiping. Thankfully, Susannah hadn’t said anything else that day about their silly little arrangement, an arrangement Gloria already regretted. She’d fallen in lo
