“You can't be serious?” Nana D's actions had astonished me. “Is any of that valid?”
“Pish! Don't make me slap your bottom silly. Of course, all three items are legitimate. Miss Taft understood our discussion. She assured me she would obtain proper permits in the future. I might've given her the wrong forms accidentally. Oopsie!” Nana D covered her heart and shook her head as though she'd been terribly sorry about her mistake.
“That law about fake reviews is really in place?”
“Oddly enough, it is. Marcus Stanton pushed it through a few years ago when his wife's new florist shop had gotten a bevy of negative ones.” Nana D explained that our former town councilman, a frequent abuser of his political power, had learned his enemies were conspiring to put his wife's store out of business, so
