Mack remembered having the same fight with Adam—more than one time. Adam nearly always won at everything, so by the time he was a teenager, Mack usually just gave over to his twin brother. Dozens of memories flashed through Mack’s mind—none of them had to do with ketchup, and all of them had to do with women. He wondered how Lily would react to Adam. There was no doubt that his brother would show up before long. Adam wouldn’t be able to stand the temptation of an available woman living with Mack. Oh, yes. He would definitely show up with all his charms as soon as he heard that Lily had moved back to Comfort.

Mack looked up from his Blizzard to see Lily staring right at it. He stood up and went to the counter for an extra spoon. He handed it to Lily. “Help me out with this. I shouldn’t have ordered a large one, especially when there’s a potluck at the school today for the teachers and the folks presenting the programs.”

“Are you sure?” She took the spoon from him.

He pushed the cup to the middle of the table. “Yep, I’m glad to share.” Truth was, he wanted to see if he got that little spark every time their hands touched. Sure enough, he did.

“Mama, what’s in Sally’s store, anyway? Does she have stuff in my size?” Holly finished off her tater tots and started on her Blizzard.

“I’ve never been in it, but it’s a vintage store, so I doubt you’ll be interested in anything,” her mother answered.

Lily dug into the ice cream a second time and let her mind go back to when Sally had said she was putting in the store. It was the month after Lily’s mother died, and they had all met in Blanco, the halfway point between Austin and Comfort, at the Dairy Queen there. Sally had been divorced for three years at that time, and looking back, Lily didn’t know how she would’ve survived that first year without Sally’s support and love.

Lily had thought her friend was out of her mind when she had told her that she was quitting her job and putting in an antique store in Comfort. A single woman needed job security with a benefits package. She damn sure didn’t need to use all her savings to open an antique store in a small town. Little did Lily realize just how smart Sally really was. Comfort, like Fredericksburg, was a tourist town that specialized in the past. People flocked to both of them to see hundred-year-old buildings and historical markers on houses and some structures that were even older than that. While in that frame of mind, they bought antiques.

“You’re a hundred miles away right now,” Mack drawled.