By Susan Conant
Useless and Doggone
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Im Mimi Nichols, she said, extending her hand to the older man. �Austin Quigley, he said. �I already know her, Dad, Pete said ungraciously. I did a room for her. �Baby, shut up, Sissy told him. Although its probably not what Sissy meant, Pete Quigley did have a baby face, and when he glared at his mother, he looked like a resentful infant about to hurl a rattle at her. Mimi ignored the interchange. Yes, of course, she said. I think you know Libby Knowles.
His damp white tail was sailing merrily back and forth. Hed already forgiven me for spoiling the fun. �I cant find any damage, I said. she didnt answer me. She was too busy talking to Max, who was straining at his collar in eager anticipation of Round Two. Mama is going to put you right back where you belong, she cooed. She dragged the protesting pointer past the beat-up green station wagon in the driveway and around the side of the store, then reappeared. Fat globules of makeup were rolling down her cheeks.
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