The Westing Game
The Westing Game
“Her pale blue eyes stared unblinkingly at the lake.
“Turn, dear,” said Flora Baumbach, the dressmaker, who lived and worked in a smaller apartment on the second floor.
Angela pivoted in a slow quarter turn. “Oh!”
Startled by the small cry, Flora Baumbach dropped the pin from her pudgy fingers and almost swallowed the three in her mouth.
“Please be careful, Mrs. Baumbach; my Angela has very delicate skin.” Grace Windsor Wexler was supervising the fitting of her daughter’s wedding dress from the ...beige velvet couch. Above her hung the two dozen framed flower prints she had selected and arranged with the greatest of taste and care. She could have been an interior decorator, a good one, too, if it wasn’t for the pressing demands of so on and so forth.
“Mrs. Baumbach didn’t prick me, Mother,” Angela said evenly. “I was just surprised to see smoke coming from the Westing house chimney.”
Crawling with slow caution on her hands and knees, Flora Baumbach paused in the search for the dropped pin to peer up through her straight gray bangs.MoreLess
“Turn, dear,” said Flora Baumbach, the dressmaker, who lived and worked in a smaller apartment on the second floor.
Angela pivoted in a slow quarter turn. “Oh!”
Startled by the small cry, Flora Baumbach dropped the pin from her pudgy fingers and almost swallowed the three in her mouth.
“Please be careful, Mrs. Baumbach; my Angela has very delicate skin.” Grace Windsor Wexler was supervising the fitting of her daughter’s wedding dress from the ...beige velvet couch. Above her hung the two dozen framed flower prints she had selected and arranged with the greatest of taste and care. She could have been an interior decorator, a good one, too, if it wasn’t for the pressing demands of so on and so forth.
“Mrs. Baumbach didn’t prick me, Mother,” Angela said evenly. “I was just surprised to see smoke coming from the Westing house chimney.”
Crawling with slow caution on her hands and knees, Flora Baumbach paused in the search for the dropped pin to peer up through her straight gray bangs.MoreLess
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