Nell stopped in her tracks and looked at Carol like she’d lost her mind. “To the doctor to have my stitches removed. I told you about it this morning.” “Oh,” Carol said, removing her apron. “I thought you were sneaking out to meet Dove Lance.” Zing stopped mopping the floor and gave Carol a look that plainly said “Don’t mention Dove Lance.” Carol and Zing had made a pact that one of them would try to be with Nell at all times and keep her from contacting Dove. That way they could uncover the truth about Dove Lance before Nell found out the hard way. Nell looked from Zing to Carol and back again. Something odd was going on between them but she couldn’t figure out what. “First of all, I don’t ‘sneak.’ And second of all, Dove is in Kansas City at a Writer’s Conference, remember?” “Right, you told me that. I guess I forgot,” Carol said. “I don’t know where my mind’s been lately.”
