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| (In this dramatic reenactment, the bed represents the haunted mall and my cat is the pashmina hoarding ghost) |
Chapter Two - Waiting for Pegucy
Thirty-two minutes later, an anxious Joanne Miller paced before the grand entrance to Campbell’s department store awaiting Pegucy’s arrival. Caroline Graham had a clear view of Joanne from where she stood at her jewelery counter. Caroline didn’t know what Joanne was up to, but she could tell she was waiting for someone. Joanne was in her late thirties, though Caroline thought she looked much older wearing those conservative suits and that ever-present string of pearls; this new worried look on Joanne’s face did nothing to help that situation.
