. No, I suppose they'd even fuck one of those if someone held its head. He sighed over the futility of thinking about elves and their personality diso...ders.Taking two steps over to the low, unfinished and poorly constructed table, elf sized of course which meant it was too short for a normal human and uncomfortable to use, he set his laptop down. Taking off his overcoat he shook it out and hung it on the peg next to the door. He wanted to get out of his traveling clothes and into something more. I saw the flower girl dress and it was like it was in my dream.Grandmamma introduced us to the owner of the boutique, Mrs. BeverlyGuthrie."Beverly this in my daughter Mary Alexander, and Brenda and ChrissyReilly, I told you about them the other day, girls this Beverly Guthrie,the owner."Beverly said, "So good to meet you lovely ladies, Chrissy you are apretty girl."Thank you Mrs. Guthrie," I said."My dear you are such a polite child." She winked at me and continued,"I just can't believe you. "We appreciate it, Mr. Bartlett, but Brody can't accept a gift." I insist." Please, Mr. Bartlett, not now. Give your wife and daughter our best wishes." With that she closed the door. "Please get us out of here, Cassie."It was quiet in the car as we drove for a few miles. Cassie finally sighed."That was crazy." Yes, it was," Mom answered. "I appreciate Mr. Bartlett's gratitude, but his timing was a bit poor." How do you think the press caught wind of everything?" Cassie asked. "Do you think he. The only thing I can suggest is that we need to tell a few people what's going on. I don't mean the rank and file. But the chiefs in the major metros could put the word out that attention needs to be paid to any missing persons reports that match your target group. All we need is to be advised immediately if someone goes missing. That would at least allow you to get on the trail before it got cold." I don't want to give out the names. If anyone passed them down and started watching specific.