"What's that frown for, sugar?" Mama Pearl nudged Hannah's shoulder. "Does somebody need some butt kickin' or some pie?"
Hannah's lips curved up at that. "There's always a reason for some of your pie."
Mama Pearl automatically lifted the dome off a beautiful lemon meringue and cut a piece. "Tell Mama Pearl what's wrong."
She loved this woman. "Nothing's wrong. At least, I don't think so. I just haven't heard back from Ryan today."
"Ah. The soldier. You been spendin' a lot of time with him the past couple weeks. Been smilin' more, too. And with you, that's saying somethin'."
Her cheeks heated and she forked up a bite of pie. "I like him." Okay, she'd edged well past the simple stage of like, but she didn't want to think about what that meant just yet. "Anyway, we're supposed to have plans this afternoon, but he hasn't answered my texts or phone call. That's not like him. I'm starting to worry something's happened to Percy."