by Glen L. Bledsoe
"Have you noticed how Sheriff Pete smells?" Lucy said.
"I try not to," Bud replied trying to be nonchalant.
"He smells like he fell into a perfume bottle," she said.
"You don't mean he's. 99
"No, of course not. Haven't you noticed the way he's hanging around Miss Jane with that silly looking on his face."
"Oh, that."
Lucy punched Bud lightly on the shoulder. "Yes, that!" she said.
(To understand why they're talking about see Sheriff Pete and the Bar of Soap.
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