“I didn’t know you were going with us,” Florence remarked to him.
“Miss Prudencia say I must take you to the village and go back for you this afternoon.”
“That’s good. It might be late this evening before we get back, but we’re counting on getting back before dark.”
As soon as they reached Jitters’ House, they changed their clothes while José was putting the pottery crate into their car.
“Jitters is a picture now,” Peggy remarked on coming out to the car.
“You’ll be sure to see your handsome young man today,” teased Jo Ann.
So interested were the girls in their plans for the day, as they drove through the village, that Jo Ann for once forgot to look over at the pottery woman’s shack till after she had reached Pedro’s store. “Did either of you notice if the pottery was still piled up by the woman’s house?” she asked.
Both shook their heads.
“I’m sure it must be still there. The woman seemed to be certain that the men weren’t coming till tomorrow to get it. She said they’d sent her word this time.”
As there was little travel on the road, Jo Ann was able to make good time. As usual, she had planned to let Florence drive when they neared the city.