[Her grandmother cringed. Not just from this turnaround, but the overriding stench of seafood surrounding her and the juices soaking her shoes and lower pants.

[Ana, on the other hand just rested against Peola with the smile of an angel.]

You don't have a single friend on Magnolys, do you?

[The silent fury was near-overwhelming.]

If you're wondering where to start, you know you could always take Peola's gift.

[But Ana's grandmother wasn't going to dignify that with a response. She and her entourage left, the wet squelching of saltwater-soaked shoes on tiled floor carrying them off, out the door, and our of Ana's life.

[And after that she just hugged Peola all the tighter.]

Peola... you are SUCH a lifesaver!