(xx) Wildflowers

I'll say the new day meal is almost over as we join our friends at the small house halfway up in the next block now And here in the kitchen we find mr. Victor Gook and young mr. Rush Gook briskly attacking dessert Mrs. Victor Gook however quitted the table a moment ago in response to the telephone's alarm and we hear her say

Rosie it completely slipped my mind completely slipped my mind Yes. Sure. Well, I'm glad you remembered, lady. Vic and Russia are still here and I can get the information from them before they have to go back to school and the office.

Like I told you last week Vic was brought up on a farm and can provide the information in two seconds. All right, Ruthie. Sure. Suppose I've come past for about quarter to two or kind of halfway around through there.

Yeah. All right, lady. You bet. Good-bye. I demand to know what it really does. Will you try to live in a sheet of paper and pencil out of the library table drawer. I've finished your dessert.

Got a couple of bites left. Well, run along. You can eat them when you get back. I'm the most forgetful in the in town. Promised five separate ladies. I dig up some information for them.

They need a thimble meeting this afternoon and let it completely slip my mind. Oh, kind of information. Wildflowers. You have to help me. You want your good station, A'Mai? No, any old pieces of scratch paper do and a pencil.

Okay. You know all about wildflowers, don't you? Uh-uh. Oh, you do so. Raised on a farm. I was raised on a farm, but my holy culture education is set. You certainly give me half a dozen names of wildflowers, can't you?