A delicious smell mixing with giggles and laughter wafted from a sidewalk table where a group of young girls were peddling baked goodies.
Toby.s giggles reached her before she opened the door.
But Gladys was delighted and after a night, ostensibly in adjoining rooms, the pair were off, with giggles and tears and a proud pronouncement that Arlen had agreed to present all seven volumes of Belfair and her galactic cohorts to the waiting world of letters—in paperback form.
She drew back, smiling as snickers and giggles came from the guests.
Between convulsive giggles, she panted out a weak defense.