Miles walked up to Myrtle. “I recognize that look. Who’s in trouble? Surely not Red again.”
Myrtle spat out, “That Palmer. I really, really dislike her.”
“You’re not the only one,” said Miles. “She’s very opinionated, isn’t she?”
“And misguided,” said Myrtle. “And many other things I hesitate to even say. Plus, she seems to have some sort of Lady Bountiful complex. She volunteers in order to impress others.”
Tippy said in a dry voice from behind them, “You two must be talking about our newest member to book club.”
“And garden club and any other organization in this town.”
Tippy said, “I’m exhausted from dealing with her. Of course I’m glad that someone has come in with new ideas and enthusiasm. It’s especially nice that it’s a young person since I think older volunteers and club le
