The bright April morning sun winked at her through the bare branches of an oak tree. She smiled at Tessa. “Looks like a beautiful day.” Her sister shaded her eyes and scanned the sidewalk ahead. “It’s still a little cool for this time of year.” “It’ll warm up later. I bet we’ll be busy.” Allison’s voice lifted, optimism flowing through her. She could hardly believe the way her new commitment to put the Lord first had lightened her load—that and no longer feeling the pressure to try and make things work with Peter. What a relief. She hadn’t realized how her anxious thoughts and gloomy outlook had weighed her down. Well, she was through with all of that now. Tessa gasped. “Look, they put up the new sign!” Allison lifted her gaze to the beautifully carved wooden sign hanging over the front door of the teashop. Sunlight reflected off the words SWEET SOMETHING, making the gold paint glow. “Wow, it looks great!” Tessa grabbed her arm. “You didn’t tell me they were putting in window boxes and planters.
