“They were talking about a shipment to the Sit-n-Swill,” Penelope repeated as she took Rosabel upstairs. Inside the room, Rosabel sniffed the air with a practiced nose. “Uh-huh.” She crossed the room to look under the bed and in the closet. “Pot?” P...
She watched the newspaper for sale ads and scoured the bargain basement at Hemphill-Wells. Her Christmas layaway at Cox-Rushing-Greer was, of necessity, smaller than usual. The war crawled on until August. There was talk of invading Japan at the cost of a million casualties. Then it ended in a li...