Hope had been terribly embarrassed when she called to apologize for the delivery mix-up, but Millie assured her that it was not a problem. It was also not a problem for Millie to take the flowers to their rightful recipient and make an exchange. In fact, she insisted. She didn’t tell Hope, but she wanted to get out. She’d done her morning crossword puzzle, tidied up the kitchen, and finished her book, and then found herself at loose ends. The children wouldn’t be home for another hour, and she had just been wondering what to do next. Now she had something. It had taken a great deal of persuading to convince Hope to give her an address and some directions and let her play delivery girl, but at last Hope had relented. So, now Millie was climbing into her car and ready to take a little drive. It was drizzly, and Millie was bound for a side of the lake where she hadn’t gone much yet, so she drove carefully, paying attention to street signs as she went. This house was off North Lake Drive, which meant it was right on the lake.
