Beverly's POV

The invitation went out three days ago and I have been sick with nerves ever since. Twenty women confirmed they would attend the first Luna Council meeting.

Twenty felt like too many and not enough at the same time.

I arranged chairs in a circle in the community center. Made coffee and tea. Set out cookies that Emma had helped bake that morning.

"What if nobody comes?" I asked Margaret while adjusting the same chair for the third time.

"They will come," Margaret said while ...