Timothy and the rest of the Lawsons looked up just as Sheila approached, leading a small group behind her. Each person carried various offerings for the memorial.

"Miss Sheila!"

Henry's face lit up, and he rushed toward her.

Sallie was quick to grab him by the arm. "Hold on, you little rascal. Where do you think you're going?"

Sheila only smiled, not the least bit offended, and walked up to the group. She greeted Phelps with a gentle, "Uncle Lawson."

Phelps' expression darkened considerably.

Sheila then turned to Naylor. "Brother-in-law."

Naylor offered a strained smile, clearly uncomfortable. "It's been a long time."

Sheila directed her companions to set the offerings in front of the grave. "Yes, it's been years since I last visited. My father asked me to bring extra offerings this year for my sister."

front of the headstone was soon crowded with the gifts Sheila had

brother doesn't have to run out and buy

situation. He turned to Phelps and said, "Dad, since Sheila brought the offerings, why

Naylor sharply behind the knee with his cane, causing Naylor to drop to his knees in

with his cane, Phelps scolded, "You fool! Who uses

for ancestors should never come from outsiders, and Sheila wasn't a

head down, silent and

simply couldn't

end, Timothy took it

quietly paid her respects to Timothy's mother, burned the ceremonial paper, and, knowing that the Lawsons weren't

after Sheila left did Sallie

problem? Why wouldn't you let me

little rascal. From now on, when you see

her 'Great Aunt,' maybe Sheila would feel too old to keep flirting

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