A Quiet Smile And A Dinner Surprise They Didn’t Expect

the short beeps again.

I stare at the phone, feeling the anxiety growing inside. They’re hiding something, both of them.

Thursday morning, I go to the local supermarket. I don’t so much need to get groceries as to stretch my legs and clear my head. In the vegetable section, I run into Doris Simmons, an old acquaintance who works in the same flower store continue reading …