part 12

Lowe was much more friendly and social around women when there wasn’t any sexual innuendo in the conversation. It didn’t hurt that Hazel Vine and her dog were a little distracted. But she seemed glad to have the company, and her dog, which was named Toast, which Alex thought was kind of a silly name for a dog, sat under the table with his nose on the bench and only barked until Hazel fed him.

“Did you ever find a place to send your letter?” Lowe asked her politely. She nodded.

( I went into the shop next door to the place where I met you )

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