Actually, Elaine said it was a little on the chilly side, but Myrtle didn’t notice. She was still trying to figure out who Bootsie was sneaking around with. As soon as Elaine left, Myrtle picked up the phone. “Miles? Could you come over for a minute? No, to my house…the air is fixed.”Miles had barely settled himself into her living room sofa when Myrtle launched in. “Miles, I need you to flirt with Bootsie and squeeze some information out of her.”Miles stared at her coldly. “I won’t. Besides, I’m too old for Bootsie.” “But she’s nearly your age!”“That’s what I mean. I’m too old for her,” said Miles.Myrtle stared at him. “You know something, don’t you?”“I might have seen her leaving a tryst,” he said in a grudging voice. “I was driving by the motel, so I couldn’t identify the person. But I got the impression he was really young.”Myrtle asked, “When was this? You couldn’t have told me this earlier?”“Earlier it just would have been gossip.
