Elam asked as he and Priscilla headed toward her home later that evening. “Quite well. They were a group of farmers’ wives, and everyone seemed to have a good time. Elaine got many compliments on her cooking, too,” Priscilla responded. “We only had one person who seemed to have started New Year’s a little early. She was a real character.” “Did something happen?” Elam questioned. “Nothing big, just funny.” Priscilla chuckled. “She was a cute little lady, maybe in her eighties, named Agnes.” “Sounds pretty normal so far.” “Not really. Her hair was dyed red on one side and green on the other. Plus, she wore a purple headband around her forehead with blinking lights, spelling out, ‘Happy New Year.’ Kind of unusual, wouldn’t you say?” Elam snickered. “Different, anyway.” “I’ll say. Each time she heard someone in the group say the word celebrate, Agnes stood up and yelled, ‘Happy New Year!’ One of the other ladies whispered to me that Agnes liked to keep things lively.”
