Chapter Fifteen
Margaret spent that same evening in her office at home totaling the month end billings. As her fingers flew over the adding machine keys, the machine clanked, whirred, and issued a curling stream of paper. When she was through, she was pleased with the month end total. Sunshine Laundry was doing a brisk business. Her mother might need to hire a few new women.
She glanced at the clock. It was already half past nine. Richie had damn well better be home by his ten PM curfew. He was in for a big surprise if he did not. She’d been ruminating for weeks over the process of Richie’s betrothal. So far, she had only spoken of it to her mother. Missing tonight’s curfew could be the tripping point. Her mother had agreed it was not too early to begin. Emma Smythe was the natural and p
