Wicked Wisteria (Scene #12) by Marilyn Weisman

Wicked Wisteria (Scene #12) by Marilyn Weisman # About a half hour later we pulled up in the parking lot of the Baptist Church.  There was a smattering of cars and a couple of ladies carrying covered baskets of food, heading toward the back door. “Must be a pot luck dinner,” said Katie looking around. ...

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