Marge had told of Wilma and Dan’s short stay at the cabin and their desperate drive across the country to Marge’s house. They’d stopped and flung a packet of the ransom money off the side of a mountain pass and watched as it slowly disappeared. Dan had wanted her to fling the entire briefcase off...
Gertie announced as she waltzed into Ida Belle’s kitchen, “how about we take a road trip?”“A road trip?” Ida Belle asked before sticking the black, rat-tail comb back between her teeth. She pulled the last curler out of her hair with her now comb-free fingers and sprayed the strand with hair spra...