Chapter 16
Concordia headed toward the ladies’ section, along the left and top of the bunting-festooned grandstand. It wasn’t hard to find, as a blossoming of parasols filled the space. There wouldn’t be much of a view with so many parasols held aloft, which was why most of the male spectators avoided that section at all costs. But at least there would be shade.
She threaded her way through the vendors striding up and down the bleachers, selling lemonade, cider, frankfurters on rolls, popcorn, peanuts, and chewing gum. She found a seat near the aisle with a slightly better view, sitting behind and to the right of a woman with a large-brimmed hat and her husband, who was obviously sacrificing the joys of viewing the game for the sake of love.
The band struck up a rousing tune as the Hass
