“How can you tell?”
Shelly couldn’t see it, and Ivy laughed. But more important than that, Shelly’s dark mood had parted, and a much-needed ray of hope shone through.
Ivy carried a vase of the pink and blue hydrangea blossoms Shelly had clipped for the foyer. When she approached the front desk, Poppy looked up. “Those are gorgeous.”
“Shelly has done wonders with the garden this year.” Ivy placed them on the table. “How is everything going?”
Poppy tapped her pen on the desk. “Beth just asked if she could stay on. Something about the airline changing her ticket. Shelly had told her about the reunion, but she said she wouldn’t mind. In fact, she offered to film it for us as a favor. I thought some of the cousins could double up and give her a room.”
“Are you sure she won’t mind staying h
