JACK WAS DELIGHTED to put his shoes on and go out for ice cream. Myrtle decided to change into some dry clothes before they left since she was still damp from all the ice fishing. The trick was to keep up with Jack. Miles gave her an alarmed look as they half-ran toward the diner. “Need to borrow my cane, Miles?” asked Myrtle a bit breathlessly. She held Jack’s hand with one hand, her cane with the other.
“I need to borrow an electric scooter. No wonder Elaine is so slender,” said Miles, breathing rather heavily.
They were walking up to the diner when Myrtle’s phone chirped at her from her purse. She said, “Miles, can you grab my phone? I don’t have a free hand.”
Miles got the phone and this time managed to work it. “It’s Elaine again. She says that the cast meeting is over and she’s o
