The old man approached the front of the counter where Peter was standing and said, “I’m looking for a book by W. xxx 18 Then, leaning forward, the fronts of his thighs.
Then the insides. Mystified, Jane took the newspaper. It was the local news section of the Ridgeton Ledger. At first she couldn’t see what the excitement was about, but then her eye was caught by a headline: “LOCAL DEMS DEBATE VIETNAM POLICY”. And underneath was written, “Special to the Ledger by Eva Harkin.”
“Mom! Oh my gosh!” She threw her arms around her mother’s neck, almost whacking herself in the face with the newspaper in the process, and jumped up and down until her mother exclaimed, in a muffled voice, “Please, Jane—let me live long enough to write another one!”
When Peter called later that evening Jane
