Chapter Sixteen
Myrtle said, “I never would have thought that Adelaide had such a short fuse.”
“I never would have thought that Tarleton Fleming would catch me watching Tomorrow’s Promise twice,” said Miles. “Please let’s not have it on when he returns with the fire extinguisher.”
“It seems like a lot of people chose this morning to sleep in,” said Myrtle. “First Clara, now Tarleton? That’s sort of odd, isn’t it?”
“It only seems odd to people who don’t sleep,” said Miles.
“All right, let’s go ahead and watch the soap before some other interruption happens. Our popcorn is already cold, too. Pooh.” Myrtle picked up a few offending kernels from the bowl.
“I don’t think popcorn has to be served hot,” said Miles. “They sell it already-popped at the store in bags.”
“For lazy people,” said
