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“Now we have our iced teas, and LuAnn has her draft,” Rachel said, sounding like she was beginning a meeting in the clubhouse. “This lovely lady beside me is Judy Hart. She’s up on the seventh floor. I thought she would be a great addition to our little soirees.”
“Welcome, Judy,” Olivia said. “I’m Olivia Washington. It’s so nice of you to join us.”
“Honey, you are going to like our little gatherings,” LuAnn said, then introduced herself.
“I am sure I will. I don’t know many people in the building,” Judy said.
“Well, now you know us, sugar,” LuAnn said with a radiant smile.
“So, what’s happening?” Rachel asked.
“Well, y’all, my Timothy is such a sweetheart,” drawled LuAnn. “Have I said that before? No?” LuAnn giggled over her joking. “Get a load of this.” She stuck her left
