Status Updates From Miss Julia Stirs Up Trouble...

Who was the big one?” He gave me a tight grin. “One of our commissioners. We knew he’d been visiting and, tonight, I saw him come in again. Caught him red-handed, you might say. Told us he was doing a survey on nonprofits in the county—in his underdrawers.”

I could hardly believe it, either. Mildred Allen would have the shock of her life to learn that she’d sponsored Abbotsville’s very own prostitution ring—and had decorated the bedroom for it, too.

And the child was sitting up there, mourning that cheating, unfaithful excuse of a husband who, I also realized, had the gall to set himself up as the boy’s father

Hazel Marie and Mr. Pickens came through the front door, she with a glow of happiness on her face and he with a self-satisfied smile on his. So, I thought, he’s charmed another member of his harem, which would probably free him up for the next one in line.