Chapter Six
They made plans for Beatrice to pick up Meadow at eleven. That gave Beatrice plenty of time to get dressed and ready for her day and even take a short walk with Noo-noo before picking up Meadow.
Meadow hopped into her car, a bit breathless. She smiled at Beatrice and then frowned, glancing around the seat and floor of the car. “Where’s your camera? You haven’t managed to stuff it into your pocketbook, have you? You always keep such a small purse. I don’t know how you manage. I’m like Mary Poppins—I’ve got everything stuffed in my bag but a coatrack.”
“Oh, right. I’d forgotten that I’m there to take pictures for the book,” said Beatrice with a sigh. She kept forgetting that she was actually at the start of a potentially massive project, not just an investigation of a mysteri
