Deep lines carved across Phelps Lawson's face as he furrowed his brow.

"And where's Jessica?"

All eyes turned to Timothy, waiting for an answer.

How could Jessica not come home for such an important family holiday?

Still bristling, Timothy muttered, "She went back to her hometown."

Sallie's voice snapped, "Doesn't she know today is for honoring our ancestors?"

"That's right, Timothy. She married into the Lawson family. She's one of us now. How can she skip it?"

Naylor Lawson, Timothy's father, looked equally displeased.

Timothy glanced around with a frosty edge in his voice. "And where's Rebekah?"

quickly, "My mom went to

Nola's arm.

"If Rebekah can go

lips shut, silently cursing

home. Jessica's folks

"No family left, but the

Phelps cut in, slamming the brakes on their bickering. Visiting the graves mattered more than squabbling, and he had

set out for the

gathered solemnly around the headstones, waiting

Phelps turned to face them. "Where are

as the Lawsons

on the ground in frustration. "I asked, where are the offerings? Don't tell me

joined the family, she had always handled the arrangements for

his voice. "Jessica always took care of it before. I just assumed she'd do it again this year. I didn't even think

clutched his chest in anger, and Sallie

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