“I’m glad we caught you,” Louise said. “Aida needs a ride out to her grandmother’s house. You know my good friend Florence. I’d be happy to take her myself, but I don’t have time.” “Why not?” She only hesitated for a second. “I have plans. And you know where Florence lives. It’s in the opposite direction.” This was so transparent, it was ridiculous. “Really? Plans?” “I misjudged the time. I feel terrible about it, but you’ll help your auntie, won’t you?” Aida’s lips were pressed in a smile. I couldn’t tell if she was in on it or if I was being foisted on her as awkwardly as she was being
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