"Just dropped that bomb on me this morning. And they're coming in two days. Ihate when people just assume they're welcome. "
"They are family. "
"Which only makes it worse, if you ask me. You know she picks on me. She's picked on me for twenty-six years. If they hadn't moved to Tampa, I'd be a crazy woman by now, or in jail for murder. I need your help, Roz. "
"I'm not going to kill your mother-in-law for you, Cissy. There are limits to friendship. "
"I bet you could. " Eyes narrowed, she took a long and calculating look around. "I bet there are all sorts of interesting poisons around here I could slip into her martini, and end this personal hell. I'll just hold that one in reserve. You know what she said to me?"
"No, but I guess I'm going to hear it. "
"She said she supposed I hadn't replaced the carpet in the dining room yet, and how she'd just love to go out while she's here and find just the right thing. Not to worry about the time it took her, she had plenty now that she and Don have retired. And how I'd find that out for myself soon, since I'm reaching that age. I'm reachingthat age . Can you imagine?"
"Seeing as you and I are about the same age, I might find some poison around here. "
"Oh, and that's not the half of it. I'd be here all day if I got started, and I can't because I'm under the gun. She started snooting at me about the gardens and the lawn, and how she wondered I didn't do more than I did with mine, why I didn't take more pride in the homeher son has provided me with. "
"You have a lovely yard. " Not that it reached its potential, but it was, in Roz's opinion, well kept and pretty enough.
"She just pushed my buttons - like she always does - and I just blurted out how I'd been slaving away, and put in new beds and whatnot. I just blathered, Roz, and now, unless you help me out, she's going to see I was lying through my teeth. "
"If you want Logan, we can ask Stella what his schedule's like, but - "
"I hit her on the way back. He's booked - solid, she says - for the next two weeks. " She clasped her hands together, as if in prayer. "I'm begging you, Roz. Begging you. Pull him off something and give him to me. Just two days. "
"I can't yank him off another job - but wait," she said when tears gathered in Cissy's eyes. "We'll figure this out. Two days. " Roz blew out a breath. "It's gonna cost you. "
"I don't care. Money's the least of it. My life's at stake here. If you don't help me, I'll just have to fly down to Tampa on the sly and murder her in her sleep tonight. "
"Then let's get started saving your life, and hers. "
She had a vision in mind, and cut a swath through her own nursery as she built on it. Cissy didn't blink when Roz accumulated plants, shrubs, ornamental trees, pots, and planters.
"Harper, I need you to go to the house, bring my pickup on around. We're going to load this up, and I'm going to steal you for a few hours. Stella, you tell Logan to come on by here when he finishes for the day. He's going to be putting in some overtime. He can pick up what I've earmarked, and bring it to this address. "
She scrawled Cissy's address on a scrap of paper. "You come with him. I can use your hands, and your eye. "
"Do you really think you can get all this done in less than two days?" Stella asked.
"I will get it done in less than two days because that's what I've got. "
SHE LOVED Achallenge. And there was nothing like digging in the dirt to take her mind off any worries.
She measured, marked, tilled, dumped peat moss, and raked.
"Normally I'd want to take more time to prep the soil. Starting a new bed's an important event. "
Cissy chewed on her lip, twisted the string of pearls she wore around her fingers. "But you can do it. "
"Not much I can't do with dirt and plants. It's my gift. " She nodded to where Harper was already setting in a decorative metal trellis. "And his. And you're going to learn something today. Put those gloves on, Cissy. You're going to do some slaving away, then you won't have lied. "
"I don't give a red damn about the lie. " But she tugged on the gloves.
Roz explained, in basic terms, that they'd do a four-season perennial garden. One that would impress, whatever time of year the in-laws visited. Iris and dianthus, campanula. Bleeding heart and columbine for instant bloom. With spring bulbs, craftily placed annuals, and the foliage from later bloomers filling in now.
And once the massive planters she'd chosen were done and exploding with flowers, the bed would be a showpiece even a persnickety mother-in-law would love.
She left Cissy setting in crested cockscomb and dusty miller and moved off to reorganize and fluff up the already established beds.