Alice watched Julia expectantly Saturday morning, pale blue eyes unblinking.Julia put another bite of the lemon tart in her mouth, just to make sure she hadn’t made a mistake.“What do you think?” Alice asked expectantly.Wonderful, Julia thought. If you like diabetic comas. “Um, Alice,” Julia began, not wanting to hurt the girl’s feelings, “did you follow my recipe exactly?”“Sure.” Alice frowned. “I mean, I thought it was a little skimpy on the sugar, so I added some.”“Well, maybe it would be better to just stick to the original recipe,” Julia said diplomatically.“You bet.” Alice grinned at her. “I’m going to follow your advice right down the line from now on. I’ve had three repeat customers for the tea and Karen Lindberger said that she was going to try to convince some of her friends in the Rupert Ladies’ Association to have some meetings here. Can you imagine? Karen said she’d told the president of the Ladies’ Association that she’d talk to the manager about it.
