Michael Malone - Weebly

Prudence Lattice was bent behind the counter, her
hands in a steaming sink of cups and saucers. The
picturesque ceiling fans did little with the heat but shove
it at people, and the elderly shopkeeper had a worn,
misty look. Conversation was awkward. Between
Prudence and Judith there was only one connection,
Chin Lam Henry, and Chin Lam was no longer there
but was walking to the trailer park to search for the
German shepherd, Night. At some point, unnoticed, the
dog had vanished from the green where for most of the
day he had lain in the shadow of Elijah Dingley's copper
beech.
"Will she meet her husband there?" Judith asked.
Miss Lattice stacked cups as she dried them. She
didn't answer for a moment, then spoke in evident
discomfort. "Well, no, you see, Chin doesn't know
when he'll be released."
"Oh, but I understood it was definitely to be this
afternoon.
Didn't Mr. Abernathy tell you?"
"Well, yes, of course, that is, Winslow did call me
to say they'd arranged bail, but I haven't exactly had a