Chapter ThreeThe woman extended her hand to the old man wearing a flannel hat. The man stroked his long beard and slapped his potbelly. He smiled at her and wiped his hands on a towelette. She retracted her hand not wanting to have grease from his turkey on her hands. She took off her big hat, stroking out her pale cherry and azure long hair to her waist. The woman shook out her hair while taking off her sunglasses revealing blue eyes. The old man gasped then chuckled.
“Ah, Mora Danning, a pleasure to have you here,” he said happily.
She giggled, “Teddy, nice to see you again.”
Teddy sat back down, and she followed suit with a chair next to her. “I see you had some open accounts that came back too dry?” she asked while getting comfortable in her seat.
Mora looked around the typical fis
