Forget Clara Edwards! She and I don't get along too well. I questioned her one time as to why she always won the pickle contest at the fair. I pointed out that her nephew was the judge and somehow she took offense at that...ain't like me since. Anyway I don't want to be an interloper at supper with you and Miss Emma so I suggested she and I could have supper together later. I might have some leftover fish muddle for you to repay your kindness too! No need to thank me....glad to do it.
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