Chapter Thirty-Two
The next morning Margaret was at home in her office, doing the Sunshine Laundry books. Richie was in the back yard cutting the grass when the phone on her desk rang.
“Good morning, Margaret. I hope I’m not interrupting anything on this beautiful sunny Saturday morning.”
“Dahlia Smythe, when have you ever interrupted me? I’m just catching up on my bookkeeping. Seems like there aren’t enough days in the week to get it all done. So what’s up with you - wedding plans?”
“Well, there is always that, but right now I have something else. I’m sure you know Richie was here last night for dinner. He arrived late and then he spent the entire evening…well, first I had better explain. Emma bought a new sundress from Judith Bertsch. You know her. She has two sons. Emma wore her new
