Once I got started I’d had trouble stopping. I bought purses for two of my friends, a smaller shoulder bag for myself, and then couldn’t resist getting one of the pretty straw hats for sunbathing. Then Lena showed me her collection of light cotton sun dresses, handmade and hand beaded by local women, and I was lost. Ida Belle opened the door of the truck for me and I climbed in, my bags catching on every conceivable surface before I managed to wrench myself free and fall into the back seat, head first, butt out. Lucky me, Gertie was there to give my butt a shove and launch me across the seat. My cheek scraped across the old fabric of the seat and I landed with a grunt on top of the bag with my purses in it. “Thanks a lot, Gertie.”She climbed into the front seat as Ida Belle turned the key. “Glad to help.”“It was nice of you to buy all that stuff from Lena,” Ida Belle said. I shoved myself upright and rubbed my cheek, wondering if it had fabric burn. “I was happy to help her out, but I promise I bought all that stuff because I loved it.”Paper crackled in Gertie’s vicinity and she shoved a chunk of dark chocolate fudge into her mouth.
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