Chapter 6

Eliza took the dinner plate that Viviane had finished rinsing the soap off from her mother’s outstretched hand and rubbed it dry with a dish towel. More than once she’d suggested that they get with the times and install a dishwasher, but her mother’s response was always the same.  Holding up her hands, she’d smile and say, “I have reliable dishwashers right here.  I don’t need anything else.”

“Where did you go today?” Viviane asked as she wiped at the excess water in the white porcelain sink with a dishcloth.

Carefully placing the dinner plate on top of the others in the cupboard, Eliza thought about her answer.  Should she admit that she met a stranger for coffee? Well, he wasn’t a complete stranger since she’d danced quite a bit with him the night before.  The only problem was that this was something that she could barely remember.

Since it wasn’t her habit of sharing g