She knew she was heading in the right direction the moment she saw the numerous cars parked along the tree-lined street. Phylicia had told her to anticipate half the town showing up for the picnic being thrown by Dr. Landry, who owned the Gauthier Pharmacy and Feed Store on Main Street. Tamryn had been taken aback when she’d walked into the store and, after only a few minutes of chatting with the pharmacist and cashier, had been invited to the gathering. Although she shouldn’t have been all that surprised. In the week since she’d arrived in Gauthier, she had already received an invitation to Sunday dinner from the beauty-parlor owner, Claudette Robinson, and to a baby shower from a woman whose name she couldn’t recall. She pulled in behind a blue pickup truck and locked up the compact sedan the rental-car company had finally delivered to Belle Maison. It was smaller than the car she’d originally rented, but Tamryn feared she’d be without a car for another several days if she demanded they replace it.
