Another serving of geranium coral, gathered together for purposes of adornment.
These women seem mortified by the unimaginable coincidence of everyone showing up in geranium coral. Unless they all got strange message from a mysterious stranger, tellling them to meet by the rocky wall at the old farm house, and wear geranium coral - for the thing they only knew as The Gathering.
You guys got the letter, too? All of you? Why, we haven't been together since college! Since that one night, remember? The night whose horrible secret we swore never to reveal?