surprised. The woman pressed light, quick kisses against his lips, then settled at his side. Her touch never wavered and never dropped. If Sadie remembered correctly from local gossip, Zachâs sister, KC, was engaged to Jacob.
Zach studied them a moment, then asked, âHowâs Luke doing?â
âMuch better,â Jacob said. âThey say he can come home tomorrow.â
âNo further damage to his legs?â KC asked.
Jacob shook his head. âNone.â
âGood,â Zach added. âWe donât need any more damn tragedies around here.â
Everyone murmured their agreement.
âAnyway.â Aiden stepped closer. âMy wife is in firm need of sustenance that isnât hospital food, and I promised her some of your mamaâs fried chicken.â
Zach grinned in a way that took Sadieâs breath. âWith a baby on the way, that woman should have anything she wants to have. Sheâs doinâ all the work, after all.â
âAmen,â Christina said, leaving the whole group laughing.
Sadie smiled, even though she knew it was a little sad around the edges. The group reminded her of her family. There were only three of them, but she, her mama and her sister had taken care of each other through a lifetime of heartache. They could often make each other laugh during the hardest times. And they never gave up hope that they would be together.
Zach stepped back to the kitchen to put in the order without so much as looking in her direction, intensifying Sadieâs feeling of solitude in the midst of the crowd. She eyed the distance back to the table sheâd come from, but the Blackstones simply took up too much space for her to squeak by without notice.
Then the silence around her registered and she glanced back to realize sheâd become the center of attention. Four sets of eyes studied her. Her familiar technique of disappearing into the shadows where she wouldnât be noticed wasnât an option here, as she was boxed in by the wall on one side and the bar counter behind her.
Finally the woman she recognized as Zachâs sister stepped closer. âHi, there. Iâm KC, Zachâs sister. And you are?â
Sadie wasnât used to people offering her their hands, but she shook anyway. âSadie Adams.â
âLet me guess,â KC said with a slight smile. âYou must be Zachâs new nemesis.â
How had she known? âUm...â
âOh, is this the woman from the mill?â Christina asked, interest lighting her eyes.
Suddenly Sadie felt as though someone had dialed up the spotlight.
âI believe she is,â KC replied.
âHow did you know?â Sadie asked.
âHoney, itâs a small town.â KCâs smile was friendly, not condescending as Sadie had expected. âTrust me, everybody knows.â
âI donât know,â Aiden said with a frown.
Christina patted his chest. âIâll fill you in later, dear.â
That didnât stop him from studying Sadie in a way that made her more reluctant than ever to stay. But KC picked up her now watered-down drink from the counter and dumped it before starting a fresh one. âCome on over and tell us about yourself,â she invited.
Sadie hung on to that friendly smile, even though she knew more than anyone how deceiving it might be from a stranger. But she needed these people for her mission, so she forced her feet forward.
âWhat do you do, Sadie?â Christina asked.
âIâm a photographer.â It wasnât the entire truth. She did take photographs. She just didnât do it for a living, as sheâd led them all to believe.
âOh, whereâs your camera?â
âOutside.â Sheâd been afraid Zach would make a scene if she brought it in.
Christina didnât seem fazed. âHave you had anything published?â
âYes, actually. A few pieces through Barnhill Press.â The art