Chapter 33Zofia watched Lolly's ruby-red Chrysler back out of the drive and drive up Mulberry Court, toward down town. Lolly was deeply involved in the events of Gladstone Days festivities, and so would not be back for some time. Zofia took another look out her front window to make sure there weren't any cars that shouldn't be down her cul-de-sac. Like Richard's. She really didn't know how to explain the two sss women clad in leather and bronze, brandishing broadswords, holding small metal and leather shields who accompanied her.
No police cruiser, and no Ford F150—which would be Richard's truck—sat on the curb. Most likely the police were busy with traffic and the parade today.
While Zofia dressed, Tillie and Elton had gone outside into the shed. They sure were acting secretive. That wa
