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there any more . . . I’m talking about the new mall.” The sun reflected off Mattie Mae’s strawberry blonde hair, perfectly pinned up, and Allyson was certain she could smell Mattie Mae’s White Shoulders cologne spray from where she sat.
    Besides if Allyson wasn’t at book club she’d be at home, still cleaning up the mess from yesterday. She felt bad waking up in the closet this morning. Well, she’d been fine, she’d slept in Sean’s arms—her favorite place to be—but he’d been sore from trying to sleep half slumped over and half sitting up. And his eyes had widened even more when he’d seen the house in the light.
    “Welcome home,” she’d said with a kiss on his cheek as she handed him a bowl of cereal, since they were out of eggs. She made a mental note to pick up eggs after book club, and maybe hit the park with Izzy and her boys.
    Allyson looked to Izzy who sat beside her. Izzy’s gaze was narrowed, intent on Mattie Mae. Allyson knew she wasn’t really listening. She was either rehearsing her grocery list in her mind, trying to decide if she wanted McDonald’s or Chick-fil-A for lunch, or trying to think of anything else BUT the lyrics to “The Wheels on the Bus.”
    As subtly as she could, Allyson used her thumbs to tap a text in her cell phone.
    Allyson / 10:54 AM Sean says I'm stressed.
    Izzy glanced at her smart phone.
    Izzy / 10:54 AM You are stressed. Very.
    Allyson looked over at her friend and shook her head.
    “What?” Izzy mouthed, incredulous.
    Allyson / 10:54 AM Thx 4 that :-0
    Izzy / 10:55 AM You're stressed . . .
    Izzy / 10:55 AM I'm stressed
    Izzy / 10:55 AM Everybody's stressed.
    Izzy / 10:55 AM Look at Sondra . . .
    Almost in unison, they leaned forward, gazing at her and slightly tilting their heads. Sondra looked normal/put together and completely focused on Mattie Mae’s words, but her fixed smile and wrinkled brow gave her away. Even though she tried to give the impression that everything was okay—great even—Allyson could see behind the lines—the wrinkle lines on her forehead—that there was more on her mind than she wanted to admit.
    Izzy / 10:56 AM Sondra = MAJOR STRESS!
    Allyson / 10:57 AM So I got a Groupon,
    Allyson / 10:57 AM to Chez Magique
    Allyson / 10:57 AM 5 STARS!
    Allyson / 10:57 AM Was thinking about a . . .
    Allyson / 10:57 AM NIGHT OUT?
    Izzy raised her hand slightly, as if sending up a silent hallelujah and then typed in a text.
    Izzy / 10:58 AM YES! I need it! Wild!
    Izzy / 10:58 AM Gonna go buy a tube top.
    Izzy / 10:58 AM CRAZY!!!
    Allyson attempted to hold back her chuckles. She glanced at Izzy through the corner of her eye and she pressed back a smile at the sight of Izzy sitting a little straighter, excited.
    Allyson / 10:59 AM You . . . Me . . . Sondra.
    Allyson / 10:58 AM THREE AMIGOS?
    Allyson watched from the corner of her eye. Izzy pulled her lips in and her eyebrows shot up. She gave the softest nod as she considered the words she read.
    Izzy / 10:59 AM SONDRA? I like it!
    Allyson smiled and then sent a text to Sondra next,
    Allyson / 11:00 AM NIGHT OUT. SAT. U IN?
    “It’s The Favor. I can feel it,” Mattie Mae was gushing now. “I can feel it. It can make you a better cook. Take all your old recipes and rip them up. With The Favor you can zero in on what stores have the best bargains.”
    Mattie Mae turned to her friends, her face flushed with excitement.
    Emma nodded her agreement.
    Sondra was nodding along, too, as she listened to Mattie Mae. Then she looked down, reading the text.
    “It’s The Favor,” Mattie Mae said.
    “Yes, sister!” Sondra declared out loud. Then a shocked expression came over her face.
    Mattie Mae beamed as pleased as punch that the pastor’s wife was so excited about her comments, but Allyson knew the real reason for Sondra’s excitement.
    Sondra glanced over her shoulder at Allyson and Izzy and winked.
    “Oh, Sondra, that’s just the sweetest. Thank you.”
    Sondra turned back to her and nodded,