like Helen, stand up for myself andteach him a thing or two,” she said with more spirit. “I can’t do that when I feel like such a failure.”
“You’re not a failure. And if you’re as determined as it sounds, you’ll be back in shape in no time. I’ll see to it,” Annie promised.
Sarah leaned forward. “So, how do we start?”
“Any health problems I should know about? You’ve seen a doctor?”
“The only thing wrong with me is the extra weight I’m carrying.”
“Have you been doing any exercise at all?”
“Nothing beyond chasing a couple of kids night and day. Does that count?”
“It’s definitely a start,” Annie told her, thinking of how worn-out her dad had been after his brief babysitting stint.
“What’s next, then?” Sarah asked eagerly, her expression more animated than it had been since she’d first hugged Annie.
“We’ll take it one step at a time,” Annie told her, “literally. Let’s get inside and get you on the treadmill.”
At the doorway, Sarah paused and gave her an impish grin. “Who ever thought things would turn out like this? Me having an eating problem and you being the one who’s going to help me conquer it. Talk about the tables being turned.”
“I know,” Annie said. “But you know the best part? Every time you have the slightest doubt, all you have to do is look at me and remember the mess I was. That’s all the proof you’ll need that anything is possible.”
Sarah pulled her into an embrace. “It is so good to see you, Annie. I’ve missed you. I’ve missed having a friend who knows all my secrets going clear back to preschool.”
Ironically it was having Sarah know her secrets that had made Annie want to forget the old friendship, but right this second she regretted having let it slip away.
“Do you ever hear from Raylene?” she asked Sarah. The three of them had once been as inseparable as the Sweet Magnolias.
“You mean the hoity-toity princess?” Sarah said with a chuckle. “Not so much. She sends out fancy Christmas cards and even scrawls a note on them about how fabulous her life is, but we haven’t talked in years. You?”
“I ran into her a couple of times in Charleston, but we definitely weren’t traveling in the same social circles. I had some business contact with her husband, who seemed like an okay guy.”
“Was he gorgeous?” Sarah asked.
“Ordinary, actually, but he had a terrific sense of humor.”
“And he’s rich, of course, and has that pedigree her family wanted,” Sarah assessed. She grinned. “I’ve missed this so much, Annie. When I heard you were back in town, it made the prospect of being banished here a whole lot easier.”
To her surprise, Annie realized she understood just what Sarah meant. It was as if a piece of herself had just clicked back into place this morning. “I know, sweetie. I know just what you mean.”
For the first time in her life, she understood why her mom, Maddie and Helen had stayed so close over all these years. Friends like these, who stuck together through thick and thin, were worth their weight in gold. It was about time she appreciated that for the blessing it was.
5
I t had been nearly a year since Helen had seen her mother, and she was shocked by the changes. Flo Decatur looked old and frail, asleep in her hospital bed, her complexion ashen, her gray hair badly in need of a perm. She was only seventy-two, but years of hard work and smoking had clearly taken a toll.
She moaned softly, then opened her eyes. Her expression brightened when she saw Helen.
“You came,” she said in a way that suggested she hadn’t believed Helen would take the time.
“Of course I came,” Helen said briskly, giving her mother a kiss on the cheek. “I had to see for myself just how much trouble you’ve gotten yourself into. How did it happen, Mom? How’d you break your hip?”
“Believe it or not, I was taking a class in line dancing at the community center,” Flo said,
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