The Card Catalog Job
Laura Holcomb was twenty-four and she worked nights.
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Laura Holcomb was twenty-four and she worked nights.
Maureen Skinner came over the rise at dusk with her rucksack on one shoulder and her pruning shears poking out of the top pocket.
Virginia looked out the window as the Buick slid down the ramp into the underground garage.
Marian was twenty-eight and Ren thirty-five, and both of them were old enough to know their own minds, which mattered later, but not yet.
Loren had not planned on feeling anything about it.