QUOTE : Wyatt . . .” Seriousness replaced McKenna’s former flirtation. “I’d like to invite you to dinner this Sunday. I could use your advice . . . on what to do.” Finally, she was confiding in him. “I’ll be there.” He needed to be on his way, but he hated to leave her with that pained look in her eyes. “But only if you promise to bake some of that bread you’ve told me so much about.” Winking, and knowing he’d carry her smile with him all the way to Severance and back, he tipped his hat and rode on at a gallop.