She climbed into the front passenger seat, leaving Hayden to load her two carry bags and long clothing bag and to return the trolley. A little unsure ...of himself and a little tongue-tied, Hayden climbed in to the vehicle and asked, ‘A rewarding conference?’ ‘Yes, an interesting conference thank you. I was surprised to see you drive up. Mrs Wilson said she would collect me.’ ‘Ah, you’re disappointed?’ He was ignored. ‘You’re ignoring me,’ he accused. ‘We have spoken four times in a month Hayden.. How many wives has he had anyway? So I packed my little black dress and real high heels, and he sent a car and off to the airport I went Friday morning, and he met me there and hugged me and thanked me and patted my butt.Now I’m not dumb like you sometimes say, and I know about date rape drugs, but I sure don’t know what was in my lemonade on that flight. By the time we got to Boston I think I was flying higher than that jet. XTC I suspect but it might have been one of those ruffies. So anyhow. This one's got a thong bottom. Kind of like the suit I sold you, but half-price. Shall we see how it looks on you?" Oh wow Meg... that suit looks FANTASTIC. It's even sexier than the one you bought." Katie's clear blue eyes roamed up and down the older woman's body, while Meg stood half-nude in front of her, awkward and self-conscious, shifting nervously from foot to foot. She was standing in one of the store's two small dressing rooms, and Katie was just outside, looking in. "You've GOT to. "Yes, a torn windbreaker. He became weary and overheated, and was not thinking straight. He discarded it in the dirt along one of the side trails. I know it was his; he left a motel receipt with other scraps of paper in the pocket." Thank you, John. It is a very good thing you have done. This discarded garment has value; more value than anyone could foresee, I think." The old woman smiled, accepted the plastic grocery bag holding a soiled jacket stinking of stale sweat and dust. She nodded.