After dinner, Patricia hooked her arm through Maggie’s as they stepped into the study. Gift bags were scattered all over the floor.
“You really bought this much?” Maggie asked, eyebrows raised.
Patricia shrugged. “Aunt Ellen can’t get these out west, and shipping takes ages. I figured I’d just buy a bunch for her. It’s all everyday stuff, nothing that pricey.”
Chelsea muttered, “You call a haul that costs thousands ‘not pricey’?”
Patricia grinned. “Relax, there’s something for you too.”
Chelsea’s mood instantly flipped. “Oh—well, then it’s definitely not expensive!”
Maggie shot her a glare. “You’re the older sister. Try helping Pattie save her money for once.”
Chelsea rolled her eyes. “I’m not spending it. But if she goes and blows it all on some guy, don’t blame me.”
Everyone knew Patricia was loaded. Not just rich, but the kind of wealthy that made people talk—especially since she was an heiress with no parents around.
As soon as Chelsea said it, Maggie nervously glanced at the door and smacked her arm. “Pattie’s married now. Watch your mouth.”
“Okay, okay! I get it!” Chelsea yelped, rubbing her arm with a dramatic wince.
They joked around until it was nearly time to go. That’s when Patricia pulled Atticus aside in the study, her voice turning serious.
“Uncle, can you visit the Martin family tomorrow? I want you to meet Grandma Martin and…”
***
On the drive back to Cloud Peak, Patricia glanced over at Oliver. She reached out, wanting to touch the cut at the corner of his mouth.
He turned his head away, dodging her hand.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
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