In His Sheets
But then the woman’s face lit up in delight.
“You’re Clara’s family? Oh my God, that’s so sweet of you to help her out!” she said warmly. “I’m Elsie. We’re probably age mates, so please, don’t be so formal.”
She extended her hand, and I shook it quickly, hoping she wouldn’t notice how clammy mine was.
“Nice to meet you, Elsie,” I managed, my voice steady but my heart slamming against my ribs.
Step two: new identity.
The moment she turned her head to glance toward the stage, I let out a silent breath and mentally smacked myself.
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