As a matter of fact she had the highest scores in the state for at least ten years." he said."This is strictly business, right Simpson?" I asked."Abso...utely," he said."Your last act as chief deputy will be to explain it all to her. As you pass by send West into see me." I demanded."Yes Sheriff Porter," she asked. "Is everything alright?" Actually no it isn't. Chief Deputy Simpson will be leaving his post next week." I said."My God, what are you going to do to fill his slot," she asked."I'm not. Geneviève had plans for her. It was Saturday. A call came in during lunch time. Geneviève answered and listened without saying a word. Then she smiled and said ‘ok”. “We’ll spend tomorrow afternoon in a Vichy hotel, private suite.”, Geneviève told MarionMarion smiled and had learned not to ask questions. She had started taking courses in dressmaking just before the war broke out. When the Germans occupied Paris, she fled to Vichy with the government thinking it was the right thing to do. It. "Are you serious, what will I do for a couple hours?” I stated as I turned around to walk out the door. “Well honey, maybe you should go shopping. I think you forgot something,” she said while dropping her eyes down lower on my body. I hadn't noticed my sundress had hiked up in the back exposing the fact that in my haste this morning I’d forgotten to throw on panties. I quickly adjusted my dress and headed out the door. I got into my car and scanned the area looking for a store that might. She didn’t see Mandy, but wondered what she would have done if she had. As she was heading to the cashier to make her purchases, she noticed a striking looking man having an argument with the sales clerk. As they passed, their eyes made contact. His flashing green – no brown – no green – eyes made contact with her blue eyes and she found herself tingling a bit. Not giving it another thought, the salesgirl rang up her purchases and she headed back to Marcie’s. Marcie applauded Shayna’s.