Gloria wondered. Gloria wandered into the house, dropped her mail on the counter and her purse on a chair. Her cell phone chirped, letting her know there was a message. She popped on her reading glasses and picked up the phone. Meet me out at the flea market at 1 p.m. sharp. I have some information on the post office investigation. Gloria didn’t recognize the number. It wasn’t someone she had programmed in her phone. But it was a local number. She glanced at the clock. It was already 12:45. She let out an aggravated sigh. It would take ten minutes just to get there. She grabbed her purse and shoved the phone inside. Mally thumped her tail and let out a low whine. Gloria looked at the furry face. “C’mon, girl. You can be my guard dog.” Mally scrambled to her feet and met Gloria at the door. The two of them climbed into Anabelle and hit the road. There were two ways to get to the flea market. Straight into town until the street ended and then turn left OR turn left and go through town with one right turn. Either way would take about the same time to get there. Gloria decided on the drive-through-town route. That way, she could see if Ruth was still at Dot’s place.
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