Chapter Nineteen
Miles and Myrtle walked out to his car. Myrtle sighed. “I feel like Wanda needs to be in town, don’t you? It’s been good to have her stay with me for a while. She just seems so isolated when she’s out there with that crazy brother of hers. Plus, here in town she eats better and can visit with people and is near medical care if she needs it.”
Miles was quiet for a few moments and then said, “That’s all true. But I wonder if it’s how Wanda feels about it.”
“You think she misses home?” Myrtle, although she prided herself on her imagination, couldn’t seem to picture it—missing the dark, cluttered house in the middle of nowhere. “Misses Crazy Dan?”
Miles shrugged. “It’s hard for me to imagine it too, but it’s all she’s known. Plus, you know how people are when they see her
