Chapter Six
Miles drove them over to Ezra’s house. It was a small house with a very large yard, fitting for someone who was a botanist. Miles dawdled behind Myrtle as they set up his front walk and she rang the doorbell.
The door opened and Ezra looked out a bit suspiciously. He relaxed when he saw Myrtle and Miles. “Well, hello, you two! What a pleasant surprise.”
Myrtle smiled. “We thought we’d pop in for a little visit, Ezra. Are you in the middle of anything?”
“Not at all. Just making the rounds watering my plants. Come on inside while I finish up.”
They followed Ezra inside. He was a thin man in his fifties with a very intellectual manner. Despite the age difference and the fact Myrtle had taught him long ago, she almost considered him a contemporary due to the fact he was such a
