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"We have to get Doug back," Evie said.
As we sat thinking about what we could do, Tante Pearl pulled up. Her car door slammed, and within seconds she walked into the house carrying two grocery bags. The porch door whined and slammed behind her.
"Hi, Tante Pearl," I said.
She set the bags of groceries on the counter and turned to face us. "Lucy, why is it you girls are wearing my linen closet?"
"'Cause Doug Hebert swiped our clothes," Evie told her.
"We were swimming," I explained.
"We didn't have our swimsuits," Mary Jordan added.
Tante Pearl said, "So I gathered." She began unpacking the bags of groceries. "What are you going to do about it?" she asked us.
"That's what we're trying to figure out," I told her.
She reached into her grocery sack and took out a bag of flour and a bag of sugar and a bottle of Tabasco sauce.
Evie got to looking at that Tabasco sauce, and her eyes started grinning.
I said, "What?"
"Trudeau Tigers are playing the Leeville Lakers Friday night. Home game." Evie had one of those smirks on her face she'd get when she'd thought up something good.
"So?" Mary Jordan said.
"So what if we get ourselves in that locker room while they're running their warm-up laps. Don't you know Doug plays catcher, and a catcher always wears himself one of those plastic thing-a-ma-jigs over his southern parts."
Tante Pearl had her arms folded over her bosom and got to laughing, kind of slow and easy at first, but then her whole body was shaking. She took that bottle of Tabasco sauce and planted it on the table in front of Evie.
© Diane Les Becquets
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