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I did.”
    “I’m so sorry,” Myra said.
    Kendall smiled and shrugged. “I honestly didn’t pay attention to those statements for the trust. I just filed them away…I never read them, and I can assure you that Lark hasn’t either. I think we should get something hugely important straight from the start,” she said, waiting until her aunt met her eyes again.
    “I don’t want your money,” Kendall said, and chuckled at the surprise that landed on her aunt’s face again…and was that disbelief that she saw there? Both were expressions Aunt Myra hadn’t been quick enough to hide.
    “It’s okay. You would be surprised by how many people think I’ve followed in my mother’s footsteps,” Kendall said, and laughed. “I don’t have to tell you that, I bet. I’m sure you know your sister, and I’m too old to pretend that my mother is anything other than who she is. I still love her, though, or at least I’m trying my best.”
    “You are very direct,” Myra said.
    “I’ve found that it’s best to be up-front with all things relating to money, especially if Vivian is involved,” she said, smiling at her aunt. “Your money is safe from me. Neither Lark nor I are interested in it. You can spend it all or not. We don’t care. I don’t expect you to believe me. You don’t know me. However, I do hope to show you this summer that I’m really just interested in getting to know you, and if you want me to draw up papers attesting to that, I’ll happily sign them.”
    “I don’t know what to say. Of all the things I thought you might tell me…” Myra said.
    “You didn’t think honesty or forthrightness would be my way. I understand, which is why it’s all the more important that I
be
honest,” Kendall added, chuckling. “However, I
am
concerned that someone might be stealing from you, which is another reason I’ve taken up your invitation. You did invite me, didn’t you? Vivian didn’t force that on you, did she?” Kendall asked.
    “Nobody forces me to do anything, so yes, I did,” her aunt said, laughing now. “Vivian told me she thought you needed to give some time to your beau. Is that not true?”
    “That you-don’t-know-what-you’ve-got-till-it’s-gone play,” Kendall interjected.
    “Right,” Myra said, and smiled. “He needed to realize your value to him, and you needed a place to live, preferably out of his sight.”
    “I only agreed with Vivian because I wanted to make sure no one was taking advantage of you. I’m not interested in the how-to-catch-a-man plan, but yes, your invitation did come at an excellent time. It was a convenient excuse for me to leave the city, leave that Houston nonsense behind, figure out what happened to your missing money, and—most importantly—get reacquainted with you. I would like to know my aunt,” Kendall said.
    “I’m happy to have the chance to get to know you too. Let’s say grace,” Myra said, taking Kendall’s hands into hers. “Lord, thank you for the food we are about to receive for the nourishment of our bodies, and thank you for sending my niece to visit me and for the opportunity to make a friend. Amen,” she said and smiled.
    “I’m starved,” Kendall said, reaching for two halves of a sandwich and placing them on her plate. “This house used to look huge to me,” she said, taking a bite. “This is so good,” she said after she’d chewed for a bit.
    “My famous chicken salad. You might be able to talk me into giving you the recipe,” Aunt Myra said. “I only give it to people I like, and it wasn’t your fault what happened. Your mother and I aren’t as close as most sisters.”
    “Has there always been this distance between you?” Kendall asked.
    “No, not always, but your mother and her beauty took its toll on those who loved her the most. Are you okay with my frank speak? Just like you, I prefer honesty,” she said, her eyes on Kendall, assessing.
    “You remind me of Vivian when you do that. It’s as if