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."

headstone was soon crowded with the gifts Sheila had

brother doesn't have to run

Sheila's timely arrival had spared them an awkward situation. He turned to Phelps and said, "Dad, since Sheila brought the offerings, why don't we get ready to begin the

with his cane, causing Naylor to drop to

fool! Who uses someone else's

ancestors should never come from outsiders, and Sheila wasn't a Lawson by blood. What

his head

things simply

end, Timothy took it upon himself to handle

both ignored Sheila. Sheila quietly paid her respects to Timothy's mother, burned the

Sheila left did Sallie finally release

disgruntled. "Auntie, what's your problem? Why wouldn't

see her, you call her 'Great Aunt Sheila.' Don't ever call her Miss Sheila

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

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