“This is different,” Penny retorted shamelessly. “Jerry and I are old friends.”
Swinging through the revolving doors of the hotel, the girls raced after Jerry. Breathless from running, they finally overtook him far down the boardwalk.
“Why, hello,” he greeted them with a broad smile. “I hear you’ve moved into the hotel.”
“Lock, stock and barrel,” Penny laughed. “We want to be in the thick of things. Any news about the radio station?”
“Nothing I can report, I’m on my way now to Intercept Headquarters.”
“Did you see Dad this morning?”
“Only for a few minutes. He’s doing a little special work for me.”
“At least I’m glad it’s for you and not Mrs. Deline,” Penny said stiffly. “Jerry, there are some things you should know about that woman.”
“Suppose you unburden your heart,” Jerry invited, seating himself on a sand dune. “I have about ten minutes to listen.”
“Don’t encourage her,” sighed Louise. “She’s slightly cracked on the subject, you know.”