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Avery smiled at the group at large. “Hi, I’m Avery I—"
“Inherited Stone Castle,” Chrissy and Jess chimed in quietly.
“It’s a small town,” Jess said in a hushed voice.
“Avery and I met when she was in town five years ago, right after she found out about the castle,” Kennedy explained to the group. “It’s great to see you again.”
“You, too. And congratulations.” Avery motioned to her ring.
“Thanks,” she enthused in a whisper.
“You are all sisters-in-law?” Avery waved her hand between the three of them.
“Yep.” Laura nodded. “Savage men are hard to resist.”
“Savage men?” Avery parroted.
Holy shit.
She’d heard that all of Keaton’s cousins had recently gotten married, she just didn’t have any idea she was in a knitting circle with their wives. She wasn’t sure what she should say, or if she should say anything.
“Avery Stone?”
Avery looked up and saw Karen Carpenter, not the singer, standing beside her.
“Karen, hi.” Avery stood and hugged her.
“I heard you were back in town. You staying over at the castle?”
Avery nodded. “In the carriage house.”
“Oh right, because they’re filming in the castle. Speaking of, did you all hear what happened to those poor girls?” Karen asked as she sat down in the seat across from Avery and leaned into the group.
“No,” they all responded barely above a whisper.
Avery had just been over at the castle, and even she hadn’t heard what happened to the contestants. But she was all ears.
“Well, we have three girls staying at the B&B and they are supposed to be going on the show as new ladies in waiting or whatever. Anyhoo, today they all got poison ivy so bad they had to go to the hospital.”
“Poison Ivy?” Jess repeated.
“Hospital?” Kennedy questioned.
Karen nodded. “Oh, yeah. Poor girls were broken out in boils from head to toe.”
Avery’s phone vibrated and she grabbed it, thinking it had to be Jude calling because something was wrong with Jacob. It wasn’t. It was Sabrina. She sent her to voicemail and put the phone back in her pocket. As soon as she did, it vibrated with a message.
She pulled it back out and saw it was a text saying that Avery needed to call her 911.
“Sorry, I have to go make a…”
Before she could stand up, her mom came over and shoved her phone toward Avery. “Sabrina says she needs you to do the show.”
“The show?” Avery asked at a normal volume.
“Shhh!” hushes came from the room.
“Yes, the show,” her mother whispered.
