The memory was still fresh in her mind. She was still worried if Mrs Anonymous had seen her when someone kept their hand on her shoulder. She gasped and turned. “Mrs Esmerelda!” she sniffed. “Bless your heart, my child!” Mrs Esmerelda. “You are just the spittin’ image of me! I was once like you my child, not knowing what to say or not! But time taught me everything I needed to know! And don’t cry!” she added. “You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar! Now cut the lights off and come out! Valarie wouldn’t want her daughter-in-law to