Why hadn’t I thought about talking to Miss Eulalie before now? “You’re right,” I said. “She’s an excellent source, and I should have considered it.” “You’re welcome,” Melba said. “Why don’t you call her right now? You could probably go and see her tonight. She told me she’s a real night owl.” I glanced at the clock. Nearly seven, so there was plenty of time for a visit with the retired archivist as long as she was willing. “Another good idea. Is she listed in the phone book?” “I’d imagine so,” Melba said. “I’ll get off the phone now. You can tell me all about it tomorrow.” She hung up. The phone book lived in a drawer in the kitchen. “I’ll be back in a few,” I told Diesel. He raised his head and yawned. He stretched before he settled down to nap again. Although the phone book served the entire county, it was still slender.
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