Relieved, Flossie sighed.

“Thank goodness.

“Flossie…” Stella’s voice trailed off.

Flossie waited but Stella stayed silent.

A knot of anxiety formed in Flossie’s stomach.

“What’s up? Spit it out.

“I’ve got something to ask you,” Stella finally blurted out, sounding uneasy.

Flossie’s nerves kicked into high gear.

“What’s going on? Lay it on me.

“When did you cross paths with Mr.

Hanson? You know, the guy from your hospital room last time.

” Stella’s tone held a hint of caution.

prying or anything but he seems a

just worried about

Flossie cut in with a

“Nothing fishy with Mr.

Hanson.

in a jam, and

lent a big helping

hit

me at the resort that

“Gotcha.

breathed a sigh

“Mr.

Hanson’s a stand-up guy.

Flossie nodded in agreement.

for a bit until Flossie

up the call in

she dashed to the bathroom

her mouth and returned

she glanced at the clock, it had been almost two hours

how things

that in mind,

rang

more but yielded

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