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We should have known what was going to happen. Highway 98 has six lanes, condos have bloomed like mushrooms, and elegant shops, restaurants, and, yes, grocery stores are right outside the big iron security gate that guards Sister’s building and that looked so dumb by itself out on the beach not too long ago. It has been interesting, and in some ways sad (the little houses on piers are gone), to see so much change. It was bound to happen, though. The whitest beaches in the world are along this coast, and the water temperature is in the eighties until November.
“Haley and Frances might like to come, too,” Sister said. “It won’t be an adventure, but it should be fun.”
“I’m sure they would if they can work it out. When are you going?”
“Monday, I guess. That’s not carved in stone, though. We could stay as long as we wanted. Even take separate cars.”
It sounded great to me. I could use some nice warm dips in the Gulf and some elegant meals. It would be fun if the four of us could go together, too.
“You want me to call them and see?” I asked. But I knew what their answers would be.
“Last time there were four of us women down there,” Sister said, “all we did was eat, play bridge, and watch dirty movies. We had a great time.”
“Whoa,” I cautioned. “One of the women this time is my daughter.”
“She was one of them last time, too.” Sister smiled sweetly.
Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Frances and Haley both jumped at the chance to go to Destin.
“But I can’t come until Tuesday,” Frances said. “I’ve got a dentist’s appointment Monday. A new crown I’ve got to get put on as soon as possible to start getting my money’s worth.”
“I’m already packed,” Haley said.
As for Fred, he wasn’t sure the girls’ vacation was such a good idea. “How long will you be gone?” he wanted to know. “Who’s going to water the plants and take care of Woofer?”
Lord, Mary Alice was right! Fred at I needed a few days apart.
“I’m leaving Monday, I’ll be gone at least a week, and Mitzi will take care of Woofer while you’re in Atlanta,” I answered, stretching my arm out like The Phantom of the Opera to get a can of Healthy Choice Split Pea and Ham soup from the pantry for supper.