settle down and give her some grandbabies.â She grinned impudently. âThose brats of your brotherâs canât be much fun,â she said, then amended politely, âNo disrespect intended.â
Dinah laughed. âThey are out of control, arenât they?They were at the house for dinner night before last and it was all I could do not to suggest we hogtie âem and leave âem in the backyard till the rest of us had finished having a civilized meal. If my children turn out like that, please take me out and shoot me.â
âYou couldnât possibly have children like that,â Maggie said loyally. âYou were raised by a Rawlings.â
âSo was Tommy Lee,â Dinah noted, thinking about how oblivious her brother had seemed to his childrenâs bad behavior during the family dinner. He and their father had been at odds, too. She supposed she ought to sit down with Tommy Lee and figure out what was bugging him, but she knew she needed to get her own life straightened out before she could be a help to anyone else, even her own brother.
Maggie gave her a disbelieving look. âMaybe your mama influenced Tommy Lee, but men arenât the ones who teach their children good manners. Itâs left up to women. And your sister-in-lawâs as sweet as can be, but she wasnât exactly raised by a woman familiar with Emily Postâs rules on etiquette.â
Lord knows, that was true enough, Dinah thought. Her brotherâs wife had narrowly escaped a troubled past and an uncertain future when sheâd met Tommy Lee under circumstances no one ever dared ask about. That the two were head over heels in love had been enough for everyone to look the other way, with the possible exception of Dorothy Davis who made repeated attempts to bring her daughter-in-law up to her own high standards of conduct.
Unfortunately, all the lessons in the world werenât going to turn Laurinda into anybodyâs notion of a genteel Southern belle. Dinah almost admired the stubborn way sheâd clung to her own identity. Standing upto Dorothy Davis took more courage than Dinah had ever had. In fact, her tendency to let her mother push her into doing things was one of the very many reasons sheâd been so anxious to escape Charleston. It was bad enough that sheâd undergone the torment of a debutante ball, but the prospect of having a lavish wedding to a suitable, hand-chosen man had been more than she could bear. Sheâd just about literally run for her life.
Now she was back and within the scope of all her motherâs plans. It didnât bear thinking about.
âLetâs not talk about Laurie and Tommy Lee,â Dinah begged since thinking about those two had sent her off down memory lane.
âThen letâs get back to you,â Maggie agreed readily. âWhy were you over at the Beaufortsâ last night, any way?â
âI went looking for Bobby.â
Maggieâs gaze narrowed with suspicion. âBecause?â
âHeâs an old friend, just like you. What other reason do I need?â Dinah asked, aware that a defensive note had crept into her voice.
Maggie regarded her blandly. âI donât suppose it had anything at all to do with that ridiculous backup plan you two devised when you graduated from college and turned down his proposal.â
Dinah winced. That was the problem with sharing confidences with a woman who never forgot anything. Still, she feigned ignorance. âBackup plan?â
âYou know, the one where the two of you get married if no one better comes along. I believe it was to kick in when your biological clock started ticking too loudly. Iâm certain it was all on your terms. To this day I have no idea what Bobby got out of it, other than some dim hope that youâd eventually come to your senses.â
Dinah cringed at the suggestion that sheâd manipulated that agreement out of Bobby and that