She was all thumbs trying to button up. She had to hurry if she wanted to drop by Miss Sims’s dress shop on the way home. She had finished her sewing over lunch, and she wanted to pick up more work for tonight. After what Ian had told her, it would be best to make as much extra money as she could before—Well, maybe she would function better if she didn’t look ahead. She fit the last button through, pulled her scarf around her neck and reached for her hood. She would keep walking her path step by step, trusting that she was going in the right direction. Trusting that she wasn’t alone.“I’m definitely going to caroling practice.” Lila shouldered close, ignoring the jostle and tussle of the crowd. “Are you sure you don’t want to go?”Oh, it was simple as pie to read what her friend was thinking. Fiona shook her head. Really. She did not want the opportunity to be any closer to Lorenzo. She tucked her hood in place and tied a quick bow. “I’m too shy to sing in front of people.”“You sing at church.”“Yes, but everyone sings there.
