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Timothy Emory was a respected businessman in Charlotte, who had turned calculated business investie’s father ran in the sa city
Blair knew she was spoiled, but felt it was completely justified with a professional socialite for a ul for a father Spoiled or not, she loved her parents and knew the two of theether that money couldn’t buy—love
A seagull perched on a bridge piling near Blair She i up fish, but even to a bird, exertion in this heat was unthinkable
Maggie would be waiting for the ice to add to their ice crea creative ays for them to cool down In the back of the old shed, they had stuie had ju Blair down in the commotion
“This is just like the one ie smiled “Blair, we can make all kinds of ice cream this summer—just like my family used to”
To Blair, ice crea was a novelty, but at the same time, it didn’t seem like an epic event either She huet the needed ice She turned froe and wondered why she had ventured this far without a car Now she still had to stop by the store and walk ho of ice
Blair was hit with a gust of cold air as she pushed open the door to Easterd’s I tackle, and candy bars hit her nose It was such an odd combination to her senses The hardwood floors had been worn fro in line at the counter for their handwritten receipts As far as Blair knew, this was the last place in the world that didn’t electronically print receipts
She sazine rack They tipped their hats and refocused their attention on the s chairs gently rolled on curly-cued pieces of neood shavings
The clerk handed Blair her ice receipt, and before she could make her way out of the door, she buh it Most island woray, but this lady was one of the feith a short classic cut that rehbors in Chapel Hill Bright nail polish flashed on her toes, on display in her fluorescent flip-flops Her earrings, obviously shells, led from the sound of bracelets that reached almost to her elbow The woman let out a shrill cry that could be heard from the other side of the street
“Why you’re one of those girls Mrs Buttonsat the house for the summer!”
Blair, a little stunned and alarmed by the attention, nodded meekly and smiled
“Well, shoot! I’ve been irls I usually do a better job ofpeople feel welcome on this island than I have with y’all I can’t believe I’ve let an entire month slip by You know, I’m not froht e it must seem to you at first Honey, I didn’t even catch your name I’m Shirley”
Blair, overwheled to eke out a reply “It’s nice to meet you I’m Blair”
“Why don’t you and your friend join ht for some island-style cookin’?”