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agreed.
    “Yes,” Hypatia went on, smiling broadly, “I do think that best suits our needs.”
    “Ours,” Magnolia purred suggestively, “and Reeves’s.”
    “And Gilli’s!” Odelia added brightly, finally seeing the wisdom of this decision.
    Hypatia smiled. How perfect was the timing of God and how mysterious His ways. Honeybees, indeed.

Chapter Two

    T he back door of the shop had barely closed behind Anna before her boss’s voice assaulted her ear. “Took you long enough!”
    Dropping her notebook on the front counter, she turned toward his open office door. “I’ll skip lunch to make up for the time.”
    She’d been late to work that morning. It happened all too frequently, despite her best efforts, and Dennis despised tardiness. He rose from behind his desk and stalked around it, his big belly leading the way. Looking down his nose at her, his sandy brown mustache quivered with suppressed anger. Her coworker Howard gave her a pitying shake of his graying head before turning back to his task. Dragging up a smile, Anna faced her employer with more aplomb than she truly felt, but that was the story of her life. She had made an art of putting up the careless, heedless front while inwardly cringing.
    “They want a lot of stuff,” she told him cheerfully, “and they’re interested in a special logo, something unique to the fund-raiser. I’ll just draw up some designs and get together some estimates.”
    “They better be good,” Dennis warned.
    “Of course,” she quipped. “Good is my middle name. Isn’t that why you keep me around?”
    “Miranda is your middle name,” he pointed out, shaking his head in confusion.
    Howard sent her a chiding look. He was right. Dennis was the most sadly humorless man she’d ever known. All attempts at levity were lost on him.
    The chime that signaled the opening of the front door sounded. Smile in place, Anna turned to greet a potential customer, only to freeze. Correction. Dennis was the second most humorless man she’d ever known.
    “Well, if it isn’t Reeves Leland.” Twice in an hour’s time. Some day this was turning out to be. She bucked up her smile and tossed off a flippant line. “Playing errand boy for your aunties?”
    “Something like that.” Reeves opened the front of his tan wool overcoat, revealing the expensive suit that clearly marked him as executive material.
    Howard shook his head and turned away, as if to say she’d blundered again. Anna admired Howard. Despite his thickset build, he appeared fit for a man nearing sixty. He and his wife were devoted to one another and led quiet, settled lives, the sort that Anna could never seem to manage. Her parents had died just months after her birth in a drug-fueled automobile accident, leaving her to the oppressive care of her grandmother. Anna had rebelled early against Tansy’s overbearing control, and at twenty-six, she continued to do so.
    “Can I help you?” Dennis asked Reeves, elbowing Anna out of the way as he bellied up to the counter.
    Reeves barely glanced at the big, blustery man. “Thank you, no. I need to speak to Anna Miranda. About my aunts and the BCBC fund-raiser.”
    Trembling inwardly, Anna pulled out her most professional demeanor. Reeves Leland had come to speak with her,and she couldn’t imagine that was good. Please, God , she prayed silently, don’t let him be here to cancel the order . Dennis would blame her for certain. She waved toward her desk around the corner. Whatever Reeves wanted, it was best dealt with in private.
    “Take a seat.”
    She tucked her notepad under one arm and followed. Reeves glanced around at the illustrations pinned to the walls, his expression just shy of forbidding. Be still my foolish heart , she thought. But it was no joke. To her disgust, Reeves Leland, with his sinewy strength, cleft chin and dark hair, still had the power to send her pulse racing.
    Dropping her notebook on the desk, Anna parked her hands at her waist and cut to the