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.

anything but he seems a bit older, kind of

worried

Stella’s misunderstanding, Flossie cut in with a

“Nothing fishy with Mr.

Hanson.

was in

a big

just hit it

at the

“Gotcha.

a sigh

“Mr.

Hanson’s a stand-up guy.

Flossie nodded in agreement.

a bit until Flossie

wrapped up the call

phone, she dashed to the bathroom and emptied

tad better, she rinsed her mouth and returned to the

it had been almost two

how things

that in mind, she

phone rang

tried twice more but yielded the

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