closed her eyes, loath to hurt her motherâs feelings by telling her the reality was exactly the opposite.
She loved her mother, she did. Charlene was sweet and earnest and she loved nothing more than to fuss over her family. Wynona mostly found it exhausting.
For two years, her mother had turned those energies to caring for her husband after his brain injury. Charlene visited him daily in the nursing home and had been a dedicated and selfless caregiver. Wyn admired her greatly for it. Since Johnâs death, though, her mother had tried to shift all those caregiving energies to her childrenâwhether they needed it or not.
She couldnât deal with Charlene today. She couldnât .
âIâm actually on my way out,â she lied.
Charlene paused. When her mother spoke again, Wyn couldnât miss the eagerness in her voice. âA date?â
Gah. She suspected her mother thought that the very day she would turn thirtyâin four months, one week and two daysâshe would become a dried-up old maid.
âAfraid not. Iâve, um, got some things to do for McKenzieâs wedding,â she improvised quickly. âA bridesmaid thing.â
Yes. Thatâs right. She was nearly thirty years old and still lied to her mother.
âWhat time will you be home? Iâll bring dinner. Iâm making lasagna.â
She did love her motherâs lasagna, flavored with fresh herbs and home-canned tomatoes and deliciousness. It was fantasticâbut not quite worth everything that would come along with it.
âThanks a million, Mom. Thatâs really sweet of you, but Iâll probably just grab something while Iâm out.â
âOkay. If youâre sure.â
Wyn could clearly hear her motherâs wounded feelings in the words and she swallowed a heavy sigh.
âAunt Jenny wants to have us all over for dinner,â she offered as a salve. âIâll try to coordinate with Marsh and Kat and see when the whole gang can make it. How would that work?â
âOh, that would be lovely. We live so close together, itâs a shame we canât find more time for family dinners. Though, of course, it wonât feel the same without Elliot. Donât forget Marshallâs birthday next Sunday.â
âMaybe Jenny can join us for that.â
âI already asked her. Sheâll be there.â
âGreat. I canât wait. Iâve got to go, Mom. I need to jump in the shower and wash some of this smoke out. Love you.â
She hung up before her mother could press her. After a quick shower and shampoo, she felt a million times better. She was throwing on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt when her phone rang again. To her relief, it wasnât her motherâs customized ringtone but the one for her friend McKenzie.
âHey, Kenz.â
âWynona Jane Bailey!â McKenzie Shaw exclaimed. âIf you didnât want to be a bridesmaid for me, you could have just told me! You didnât have to risk your life and nearly die to get out of it, a month before the wedding!â
She made a face as she combed through her hair. âI didnât risk anything. Good grief. Does everyone in town know?â
âLG called me five minutes before Cade did.â
Lindy-Grace worked for McKenzie at her gift shop and they were good friends, so it only made sense she would let her know what happened.
âYou will be at the top of Lindy-Graceâs Christmas list for the rest of your life,â McKenzie went on. âYou know that, donât you?â
âLucky me. She gives the best presents.â
âAnd the top of ours as well. Ben and I have a very soft spot in our hearts for those boys. We would have been devastated if anything had happened to them. The whole town would have been devastated.â
âEverything ended well and now we can all move on.â
She was already tired of all the hullabaloo, especially for a decision that