Lory half wanted to disappear into the ground when she saw the look on her much less worldly cousin’s face. But Alice was the one in the predicament, was she not? And she used that thought to bolster herself. She should have shown her that one as soon as she’d learned it!

She needed to show the other girls, before they too ended up in this predicament. Oh, God. Anne would probably never look her in the eye again.

She set the cucumber back on the stand (and a fellow walking by stopped, picked it up, and looked it over like it was the first cuke he’d ever seen), but kept the cloth and wrung it about her hands.

“And this is mine,” Lory sighed.

She missed the fellow groping his butt experimentally right in front of them.