Maggie hatch's printed skirt had a raspberry stain.she tried unsuccessfully to rub out the blemish with her finger in the persistent involuntary manner one uses to rub an itch from the eyes or a pain from the temples,and made a mental note to take the skirt to dry cleaner with kristen's winter coat and Alan's only suit, the gray pin stripe he wrote conferences.
Someone cleared his throat .the sound had a cranky sick-bed urgency that demanded attention. Maggie looked up and brushed aside the strands of curly,coppery red hair that felt across her forehead and veiled her glasses lester Perkins sat before her across a clawfoot mahogany desk that had been worn to a Polish by,generations of elbows he was arranging his large , round Face into an expression of sadness .which his mouth and eyes turned down ,.he looked like a cookie with the raisins picked out " don't worry about a thing Maggie " he said "leave it all to me.all you have to do is sign this slip of paper giving me a reason to pick up the body"
Maggie looked at him in bewilderment . she was puzzled by two things. First,what she was. Doing indoors on a white,sunlit summer day when she would rather be outside hiking through maple-bordered pastures of chicory or rummaging trough tag sales for a discarded.
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