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never actually known her except to say hello.
Not at all what you'd think, given, well, years ago I
did hear, I suppose it was Gladys Goff, that she was,
well, a love child. No shame to her, of course. She's
been kind about Chin. And so has Winslow."
Miss Dingley peered into the sun at the young Asian
woman who waited down the road with the German
shepherd. "Handsome-looking. Work in your shop
then?"
"Oh, she's doing wonderfully well."
"What about her own home? Got one, hasn't she?"
"Yes, but, well, Ro, she was out in that awful trailer
park where my papa's plant used to be. All alone.
Frightened to death. Anything might have happened to
her. Of course, I don't have much to offer, but she's
welcome to stay as long as she wants to. Really, I just
couldn't bear the thought of her going back there by
herself. Not to Madder."
The two women walked away from the Firebird
and into Dingley Falls with the large black dog. At the
end of the green they saw Judith Haig in front of the
post office, where she was attempting with some