Winds Of Wyoming (A Kate Neilson Novel) - Plot & Excerpts
Not bad considering she hadn’t cooked in years.Dymple nodded her approval. “This tastes as good as it smells. You’ll have to give me your rhubarb.”Kate laughed. “I don’t have a recipe. If I wrote anything down, it would be: ‘Open refrigerator door. Dig through contents. Find appropriate ingredients. Combine and pour into pie crust before placing in hot oven.’”Dymple grinned. “You must cook like my mother did. She could root around an empty cupboard and come up with a meal fit for royalty. But she never had any recipes to pass on, so I have to use cookbooks.”“Your meals are always delicious.”Dymple cut another piece with her fork. “Can I ask you something?”“Sure.”“What’s going on between you and Mike?”Kate slanted her head. “Now that’s a radical change of subject.”“I talked with him and Laura after church on Sunday. He acted funny when I mentioned your name, so I thought I’d ask.”“Did anyone—”“No. No one else was close enough to hear what I said.”“Good.”
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