Kitty bent closer and lowered her voice. “Do you know anything about him—the Punaro fellow?”
Hazel showed surprise at the question as she countered, “Why do you ask? Do you know anything about him?”
“He was here the other night.” She thought of adding that they had come home on the same bus the night of the cannery fire, but caution silenced her. There were too many around who might have keen ears.
Brad came in later.
“You’re almost a stranger,” Kitty greeted him.
Hazel went off with one of the boys who claimed her for a dance, and Brad leaned closer.
“I was too busy to come sooner, but I wanted to get over here in time to see you home. Something to tell you.”
“I brought Hazel with me. We’ll have to take her back to the hospital before we can talk.”
“Sure.”
“Glad you came,” she added after a moment. “You can go with me to hunt up Chief Krome. He promised me that shrimp creole recipe.”