We were faced with a dilemma: we could ignore the lady, who I dubbed Lady Chatterley, or I could start reading the maps again. We decided to give her a chance, though I resisted obeying the electronic voice whose presence invaded our vacation. She was opinionated. I hated her arrogance. I felt inadequate, that my diction needed attention. The voice would come on without warning, without any regard for us or a conversation that she might be interrupting. To make things worse, Vince started to like her and didn’t seem to mind being guided by her frosty, but polite, instructions. I found myself becoming jealous and told Vince she wasn’t really as smart as she sounded.
Tales For A Lazy Afternoon
From distant planets to the waters of the Skagit River, from CIA agents to the shadowy world of vampires, you hold in your hands a work penned by both multiple-award-winning authors and up-and-comers. Nearly 50 writers bring you tales that will wrap around your soul and make you feel glad to be alive. Humor, philosophy, fantasy, romance, mystery, and paranormal live side by side in this collection of prose and poetry from the oldest literary society in Washington State. So, settle down in a comfortable chair in your garden or in front of the fire, and enjoy some of the best writing in the Pacific Northwest.