Simmy needed to refocus after that little bit of excitement.
She looked for a song to describe the events of the last couple of days... ah, 'Trooper...' she turned on those sweet little speakers, forgetting that they were on 'full' volume from yesterday.
'Can wild morning hair get even bigger?'
"Raise a little hell, raise a little hell, raise a little hell,..."
Oh, she was singing this yesterday and... she took the stairs two at a time... who was that man who had told her???
She found her sketchbook from 2006. Oh, yes, she'd used the shuttle service with 'Mr. Levy.'
Simmy hadn't a clue who he was at the time, nor actually did she know who he was now, but that didn't matter. Everyone was treated the same by her... can opener for something interesting...
She quickly found out he was a 'Synagogue' man. He had asked her where she attended church, at that time. It was always a little awkward to explain this 'denomination' but the ensuing conversation had been worth the effort. (His quote was annotated in her sketchbook!)
Yesterday afternoon, she had quipped and quobbled her way through some fun at the thrift store. What had that one spunky woman said in response to her, "Where do you go to church?"
"We don't go to church," her quick tongue had her cohort clip back a gasp of laughter.
"We do so!" cohort rectified quickly.
The next stop had been 'German Donut Store' and then two more thrift stores.
John and Jim were, once again, serving.
"Did you fill that wine rack yet?" John asked.
"No, not yet!" Simmy responded. That opener led to a coded 'old wineskins vs. new wineskins' conversation.
"I wrote a chapter called 'A wineskin made of glass.'"
"What is the name of your novel?" John asked.
"Old Winery Inn," Simmy responded.
"You two were in it last week," she smiled.
Simmy spotted the red-cover on the shelf where she'd found 'Longfellow' last month.
She snapped a photo of the 'old-school' audio Bible...
"Penelope, do you think J.P. would want to use this for the movie?"
"You mean, for that 'Aunt Judith' that nobody mentions?"
"Exactly," Simmy chuckled.
As she walked back to the Hummer she belted out in 'Aunt Judith' style,...
"If you don't like what you got, why don't you change it..."
Simmy clicked 'Replay' on the speakers... "Raise a little hell...
If you know there's something wrong, why don't you right it..."
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