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"Three times a year Oh, God, Aunt Amabel, I hated hi for you Don’t worry, baby No one would know you in that disguise"
He would, Sally thought In a flash "I hope not," she said "Do you think I should keep wearing the black wig here?"
"No, I wouldn’t worry You’reless No one watches TV except for Thelma Nettro, ns the bed-and-breakfast, and she’s so old I don’t even know if she can see the screen She can hear, though I know that for a fact
"No, don’t bother with the wig--and leave those contacts in a drawer Not to worry We’ll just use your married name Here you’ll be Sally Brainerd"
"I can’t use that naht then We’ll use your maiden name--Sally St John No, don’t worry that anyone would ever tie you to your dead papa Like I said, no one here pays any attention to what goes on outside the town limits As for anyone else, why no one ever comes here--"
"Except for people ant to eat the World’s Greatest Ice Creae chocolate ice cream cone painted on it You can see it a et to it, your n, didn’t you, Aht People tell us they see that sign and by the tiet to the junction their car just turns toward The Cove It’s Helen Keaton’s recipe, handed down froranny The ice cream shop used to be the chapel in the front of Ralph Keaton’s mortuary We all decided that since we had Reverend Vorhees’s church, we didn’t need Ralph’s little chapel too" She paused, looking into awe stored the ice cream in caskets packed full of ice It took every freezer in every refrigerator in this town to make that much ice"
"I can’t wait to try it Goodness, I re--back when I came here that one time Do you remember? I was just a little kid"
"I remember You were adorable"
Sally s She just shook her head, saying, "I remember this place used to be so ramshackle and down at the heels--no paint on any of the houses, boards hanging off sos And there were potholes in the street as deep as I was tall But now the town looks wonderful, so charht We’ve had lots of good changes We all put our heads together, and that’s when Helen Keaton spoke up about her granny’s ice creaoodness, it will be four years this July--e opened the World’s Greatest Ice Creaet how the men all pooh-poohed the idea, said it wouldn’t a Well, we sure showed them"
"I’d say so If the World’s Greatest Ice Cream Shop is the reason the town’s so beautiful now, maybe Helen Keaton should run for president"
"Maybe so Would you like a haht "With mayonnaise? Real mayonnaise, not the fat-free stuff?"
"Real rain whole wheat?"
"Cheap white bread"
"That sounds wonderful, Anize rainy black-and-white TV while Sally ate her sandwich Within five minutes, the story was on the national news broadcast
"Former Naval Coton National Cemetery His , Noelle St John, was accompanied by her son-in-law, Scott Brainerd, a laho had worked closely with Aal counsel for TransCon International Her daughter, Susan St John Brainerd, was not present
"We go now to Police Co closely with the FBI on this high-profile investigation"
A about Scott Brainerd She had never met him, had never spoken to him until she had called Noelle and he answered the phone, identified himself, and asked who she was And she’d told him Why not? She’d asked him to have Noelle call her back But Noelle hadn’t called her--not that Amabel had expected her to If Noelle’s life depended on it, well, that would be different She would be on the phone like a shot But she hadn’t called her this time Amabel wondered if Noelle would realize that Sally could be here Would that make her call? She didn’t know Actually, now it didn’t matter