came in from Montana and you met at the same car rental counter?"
"Well, they're all kind of together in the same place. She was sitting on a bench, pretty frustrated."
"I can't believe she hadn't planned better. Who comes in to a little town in the middle of Iowa without having a car ready?" Bunny asked.
"Don't you dare get snotty about it, missy," Sal interrupted. "You didn't do the planning for this trip, I did."
"Whatever," Bunny snipped.
"And with all of your luggage, we were barely able to fit Polly's guest in the car."
"I was the one who had to sit in the back with her. You crammed me in there with her suitcases. She was dumping things all over the place."
"Girls, girls. The trip is over. Miss Wexler has been delivered, we're here and settling in. I think we can let it go," Drea said. "It's time to focus on Polly's marriage, don't you think?"
Bunny reached across and took Polly's left hand to look at the ring. "I can't believe you got married before me," she said. "Your ring is beautiful."
"Thanks," Polly said, smiling. "It was my mother's. Dad kept it and Henry had it cleaned and adjusted for me."
"That's total perfection," Bunny said. "I'll never find someone like your Henry."
Sal leaned over the back of the couch to interrupt. "When are we going to get to spend time with your honey-bunny?"
Polly took her hand back and looked up. "I thought we could all go out tonight. Is Mark free?"
"He'd better be. I'm taking all next week off to play hausfrau, so he promised to make sure he had his evenings free."
"He's a small town veterinarian," Polly said, with a hint of warning in her voice. "You can't be mad if someone needs him."
Sal grimaced. "I can be mad, but it won't do me any good. Don't worry. I'll be a good little princess." She patted Polly's back. "So, are you taking us to the Diner? I was telling Drea and Bunny that they just couldn't miss this wonderful piece of Americana."
Before Polly could speak, Sal continued, "And I promise you that I've been good. I told them that you wouldn't put up with any cute remarks about how quaint Bellingwood is. These are normal people and you love them."
"I wasn't going to say anything," Polly said. "But you're right."
She looked over at Lydia and Andy, who were trying hard to contain their laughter. Beryl had given up and was snickering as loudly as possible.
"What?" Polly asked.
"You keep everyone in line," Beryl said. "Even your friends are a little afraid of you."
"No one's afraid of me." Polly was chagrined. "You're not, are you?" She looked up at Sal.
"I'm a little afraid," Sal replied.
"I'm always afraid, but you give me courage," Bunny said.
They turned and looked at Drea. She grinned. "I have two brothers. I have no fear."
"And they're gorgeous." Polly fanned herself. "So gorgeous."
"Stop it," Bunny scolded. "You're married. Leave some for the rest of us."
Polly patted her knee. "Your day will come, sweetie. You just have to quit worrying about it so much."
Bunny didn't respond right away, but when she stood up, she said. "So, you hooked Sal up when she came out to Iowa. Do you have a hot date for me tonight?"
"Umm. No?" Polly was so shocked she wasn't sure what to say. She looked at Sal and Drea for help, but they both shrugged their shoulders as if to disavow any responsibility for the girl's behavior. It had been so long since Polly had spent time with Bunny, she'd forgotten how self-centered the poor thing was. Neither Sal nor Drea knew her very well. She'd always been Polly's friend and they only knew Bunny peripherally.
"Why not?" Bunny whined.
"Sweetie, you are only going to be here for a couple of days and tomorrow night you can dress up in your best dress and dance with all of the single men at the party. I promise."
" Tonight's not going to be as much fun if you have a date and Sal has a date."
"That reminds me. I've invited our friends, Joss and Nate Mikkels to go with us, too," Polly said.
"That figures," Bunny said. "Another