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I push the door with the office sign hanging on it open and find an older woarette hanging from her bottom lip

“Can I help you?”

“Bethel?”

“The one and only” She snuffs her cigarette out in the nearby ashtray and lets out a groan from her pink tinted lips as she stands from her recliner “Who the hell are you?”

I can’t stop the s overrooraphs and she is in her pajamas Hot pink with lace eyelet trim

“I’m Hattie”

She steps closer to where I stand in the doorway and reaches up and turns my face side to side

“Huh, well I suppose you are Ya got your daddy’s eyes That sarin Guess you’re here to take over his estate”

I shrug, crossingmyself “I’m not sure what my plans are yet”

“Well, lot rent is paid up for two more years, only bills for noould be your utilities If you decide you want to sell the trailer let ot a list of folks who are in the market”

“Thanks I will I just wanted to let you know that I’”

“The lake is open to our residents, so you ets together and holds a cookout We sit around the fire and eat hot dogs You’re free to join us”

“I’ll remember that”

“If you want to followhis key anyhow”

“That’d be great, Bethel”