Estelle nodded and twisted her hair into a bun, stabbing it with a long wooden pin. She licked her lips. “I’ll talk with the lawyer and see what he has to say.”
Immediately laughter burst from her mouth, “Ha, a lawyer--me doing business with a lawyer. Now that’s a far cry from Kentucky.”
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