Chapter 61
“Oh, my,” Parah said. “The house looks lovely inside. What a change for the better.”
“I take it you knew the former owners,” he said as they walked toward the backdoor.
“Not the most recent ones,” she said. “This poor house has changed hands several times over the past few years.”
“We were good friends with the Morriseys,” Sarah said.
“But both of them died,” Parah said, “just like so many of our longtime friends. Where are your manners, sister? Did you forget what you have in your hands?”
“Not at all,” Sarah said. “We brought you a plate of cookies to welcome you to the neighborhood.” She handed Chris the plate.
“They’re not just any old cookies, sister,” Parah said. “They were made using Mama’s recipe, rest her soul.”
“I know, sister, but this young man didn’t know our mother. She died long before he was born, so why should he care whose recipe it is?”
Since they were in the kitchen still headed for the backdoor, Chris took the plate and set it on the kitchen island.