And when he'd hid behind the riotous weeds of that local lot, and when finally Dr. Fern and then his handyman had come into view, it had been the handyman who limped, and not Dr. Fern. It had been the handyman.
Don't judge a book by its cover-Jean had said. For Alain, Marie, and Michelle-don't.
So finally, at last, he hadn't.
Back at home, Mrs. Simpson would be waiting for him; Mrs. Simpson, who'd give him tea and cookies and a piece of her gentle mind for being late.
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