I guess we'll have
to see if the Lovebirds birds know anything. Standby with a bucket of
cold water in case I can't get through," he said.
Betty chuckled and kept knitting.
Ritchie cleared his throat. Getting no response, he tried again with
gusto. He considered tossing the TV Guide at them, but figured that
would be too humiliating. So he settled on using his 'voice of
authority': "Hey, Lovebirds!"
The Lovebirds jumped slightly and turned toward the voice, as if
unaware that anyone else had been in the room.
"Any idea where Seltsam Street or Avenue or whatever it is might be?"
"Seltsam? Sounds German," Alona said.
"Seltsam Way?" Tom asked.
"Could be," Ritchie said.
"That's that cul de sac that ends up behind the theater."
"Oh!" Betty said. "Remember when they rezoned Doege? They put in Vine
Avenue and the library and cut off Seltsam, remember? There were those
town meetings about it -- oh my, that would have to be thirty years
ago!"
"That has been a while! I forgot all about that street. Tom, does any
other business have access to Seltsam?"
But Tom and Alona had already lost themselves again in each other's
eyes.
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