“I’m eighty-one years old, Madison Josephine. A body gets plumb tuckered out, hopping in and out of a hot vehicle all day long.”
Unfazed by her grandmother’s empathic claim, Madison shook her head. “You’re trying too hard to convince me, Granny. We both know you have more energy than I do. Tell me the real reason you don’t want to go inside Mrs. Kopetsky’s store.”
“Because she’s a spiteful old woman who will take her personal grudge against me out on those poor, innocent, needy children.”
“I’m already sold on the program, Granny. Just tell me what you did.”
“Oh, alright! I may have put soap shavings in her egg salad so no one would eat it and reveal her as the mediocre cook that she is.”
“Granny!” Madison cried in dismay.
“She had it coming. She knows Sticker Pierce is stepping out with me. She not only disrespected our friendship, she made a spectacle of herself and gave widows world-wide a black eye!”
Madison bit back a smile. “Flirting with your boyfriend and asking him to dance is not giving widows world-wide a black eye.”
“You didn’t see the dance, girl. She did the down and dirty with him, right there in the middle of the Lion’s Club dance floor.”
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