“Lily Anderson?” the young lady asked.

“That would be me.” Lily stepped forward.

“This is for you.” The woman put a bud vase with a yellow rose, a pink rose, and a white daisy arranged with greenery and a pink bow in her hands. “Y’all have a great day now.”

Lily set the vase on the counter, removed the card, and read out loud, “Congratulations on completing your first week at the new job—Holly, Braden, and Mack.”

She hadn’t received flowers in years, not even on her last anniversary with Wyatt. He’d gotten her a box of candy, but he’d had to work late that night—supposedly. She had found out a few weeks later that he’d taken Victoria to a fancy restaurant in San Antonio and then to a five-star hotel for a round of sex before he came home to her and the kids.

“Flowers?” Teena raised an eyebrow.

Lily handed the card to her. “Pretty sweet of them, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is, but then Mack is a sweet guy,” Teena answered. “You should give him a chance. I hear that y’all have been sitting beside each other in church the past couple of Sundays and that Braden adores him. You know that sitting together in church and sharing a hymnal causes folks to wonder what’s going on behind closed doors.”

“Who sent me flowers?” Sally pushed her way into the store with a huge pizza box in her hands. “I got the deal that has pizza, breadsticks, and cinnamon sticks all in one big package.” She set it down on the counter beside Teena. “I’ll get the sodas from the fridge, and we can dive right in.” She headed to the back room.

“The flowers are from Mack and the kids, and they’re for Lily,” Teena yelled toward the back of the store.

“I already knew that,” Sally hollered back. “Polly heard about it from Dorothy down at the flower shop. I saw her at the pizza place.”

“I’d forgotten that Dorothy is Polly’s daughter,” Lily said.

Sally set three bottles of soda on the counter. “Coming home is like riding a bicycle. Even if you haven’t ridden in five years, it don’t take you long to remember all the parts.”

“Amen to that,” Lily said.