Back A Table for Two
Chapters (32)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Vanilla Crisps
  29. COMING SUMMER 2023
  30. Acknowledgments
  31. Discover More
  32. About the Author

True, but you’re attracted to the man, a mocking inner voice reminded her. But that didn’t mean she wanted to have his babies. Without warning, the line about wanting to have a guy’s baby from that old rap song by Salt-N-Pepa, “Whatta Man,” popped into her head. Just as fast as it entered, Serenity quickly dismissed it. At thirty-four, she had all but given up hope of having her own family. She was quickly approaching the high-risk category and had no prospects in sight for marriage. Not that she wanted to open herself to heartbreak again. No, she would have to be content with being an aunt. It was one more thing she had allowed her ex to steal from her. Everything had to be done on his timetable: marriage, children—everything. It hadn’t mattered that she’d wanted those things. Pam’s voice drew her out of her thoughts.

“Here you go, Serenity.” Pam handed her the two clean plates.

“Thanks, Pam.” She stood and placed the tote bag on the table. “Before I go, I have a little tea party favor for everyone.” She withdrew five small decorative boxes tied with ribbon. “There are a few vanilla crisps.”

Bri snatched hers. “Bless you.”

“Oh, I almost forgot. I promised to write down the recipe.”

“Just text it to me,” Bri said and pulled out her cell. “What’s your number?”

She recited it, and Bri called her. Serenity already had Pam’s number. She typed it in and sent the recipe to both women. “On the directions where it says to flour your pan, I know you’ll be tempted to use a nonstick spray, but don’t. I tried it and found that the cookies tend to burn.”

Pam shook her head. “A true old-school recipe. Thanks so much for coming. You’ve been an angel from the day we met.” She gave Serenity a tight hug.

Her emotions welled up. “It’s been a joy watching her grow.” She waved to the girls, and they skipped over. Serenity bent and hugged Brianna. “Thank you so much for inviting me to your tea party. I had the best time.”

“You’re welcome, and thank you for bringing all the food. Ham and cheese is my favorite.”

She embraced the other two girls. “Tell your moms I said hello.”

“Okay,” they chorused.