3
The drive to Malbury’s seemed to fly by. Alice’s little Geo Prizm moved swiftly through the traffic.
“Don’t worry, James. We just have to go in, and the manager pretty much takes care of everything. We shouldn’t be there very long.”
“Thanks.” I just couldn’t believe where we were heading.
“Oh, and don’t let me forget we have to stop to pick up some flour for tonight. I know, at least if I tell you, hopefully, we will remember to stop for it.” Alice smiled at me as we stopped at a stop ligh