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Show Hannah Mae and the Mona Lisa 84 19 It wasn't long before Mrs. Waltrup was loading up her Gmmmel's blueberries. Colby still hadn't returned and the market had slowed to a crawl. A few ladies shopped, but I didn't have the spark to sell like Colby. I watched Mrs. Waltmp drive off and I started to boil. The longer Colby was gone, the madder I got. I figured he couldn't find blueberries at Parker's, so he had decided to drive all the way to Greenville. I didn't care, i^els^pv wouldn't appease me even if he had to drive to the moon. I pulled out Billy's invitation and cursed Colby Jones. The cover was a picture of the Eiffel Tower. I tore the card in half and tossed it on the ground. I watched for Colby and thought of a thousand things I would say when he pulled * V up. Then I thought of a thousand things I'd keep to myself. Colby hates it when I wo#\J talk. |
