The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-08-15
r. 6EAcH CLuB GIRL NM. .;as
"Where you-all going?"

"Where you-all going?"
Boots dropped down on the
sand. Patty was the only girl in
the group. Patty stared at her
coolly. "You kind of dropped
out of the picture last night,
didn't you?"
Boots said composedly, "Mrs.
Waterman had a message from
home about her cousin. She died
last. night. Wet broke things
up"
"Oh. yes?" There was frank
disbelief in Patty's voice.
But Laddie and John created a
diversion just then, rolling over
and over again on the sand, wres-
Ting. Patty had no further oppor-
tunity for knife thrusts.
Boots had a sense of danger
escaped, however. There was a
look in Patty's eyes which indi-
Gated the subject was not closed.
That was Patty's way. She had
the relentlessness of a steam trac-
tor. And she never forgot. Per-
haps she, too, in her secret heart,
yearned over Hardy's blond demi-
god looks.
Boots swan later and floated,
idly staring up at the sky. Things
had a way of strengthening them
selves out, she reflected. Just the
same, she was tired of this sand
lizard life. 1t was amusing. but
what did it get you? Sometimes
she was SO desperately restless
she thought she couldn't stand it
another moment. Oh, it was ali
right if you were like Sylvia,
could keep things going every
single minute-Sylvia. with her
big car, and the parties she could
organize at moments notice
but for the average girl, with no
allowance and home worries, life
in Larchneck was "just poison
GUS"
When she came in at last the
rest Of the crowd had drifted
away. They had a way of doing
that lately, Boots noticed. All of
them had plans for the Afternoon.
Some of the girls were playing
bridge at Sylvia's. She had hoped
Johnny would ask her to come
sailing, but he hadn't. Oh, well. :.
She dried her hair on a rough
towel and it stood fuzzily around
her head like a halo. 1t wouldn't
do to 90 home like that. She
would have to make it sleek and
shining, press the waves down
until they fitted her head like
cap. She was standing before
the cracked, blue-framed mirror
in the hall, doing just this, when
she was suddenly conscious Of a
shadow thrown across the sun
light.
ooh, hellow
1t was the big young swimming
teacher again and he was staring
at her and smiling.
'Drive you home ="
She couldn't refuse. 1t would
have been too pointed and. be-
sides, she was tired after her ex-
ertions. Hungry, too. Oh, what
did it matter? She could be
merely friends with this square
shouldered, strongly built young
man, couldn't she?
But she was aware, driving
along, Of heads being turned to
stare at her and her companion.
Patty's car was parked in the
driveway of her house as thew
passed, and Patty, with one foot
on the running board was jerking
recalcitrant bunny sock" into
place. Patty opened her eyes
widely. That, said Boots to her.
self. grimly. would give Patty
something to talk about all after
This time last year Boots had
been invited to all the bridge teas
and luncheons. But the feud be-
tween herself and Sylvia had
deepened, Wldened. Sylvia was
powerful-rich. SO now Boots
had fewer and fewer invitations.
She threw up her head proudly. |
If they thought she cared!
"What's wrong?"
She had completely forgotten
the young man at her side.
"N-nothing. | was Just think
ing ;"
He ierked his head back in |
Patty's direction. Don't let her
get your goat" |
How much did he know? Boots
shrugged what d'you mean?'
He glanced sideways at her
compressed lips at the high color
touching her cheekbones.
"Oh, nothing! Only-this is a
small puddle, you know. I've no