Aunt Paulette, (we all called her Aunt Paulie) married a real estate agent and moved to Arkansas.
Paulette Dawkins was a short but massive chunk of good living who didn't know how to dress.
Ginger wasn't as facially pretty as Paulette but her figure—stately and full—and her dress—expensive and tasteful— paled her sister-in-law like a queen visitor at a homeless shelter.
Dean left the group for the kitchen and found Paulette Dawkins had beaten him there.
"This is so weird," Paulette said, licking her chubby fingers.
"Fun in the mountains, for a whole week," Paulette added, rising with a yawn, "if we don't kill each other."
Paul and Paulette babbled about Telluride and how they wanted an early start for the fifty-mile trip on this summer sunshine morning.
"It looks kind of real," Paulette said hesitantly from across the room.
His replacement early morning audience consisted of two old ladies from Indiana who'd just checked in, Pumpkin Green, and Paulette Dawkins.
Brandon Westlake, lustfully examining a pile of rusty tins, was pulled away by Paulette Dawkins for consultation.
It's Paul and Paulette who are bunking separately, at least last night.
Dean caught sight of Paulette Dawkins grabbing wildly at a purple contribution.
Paulette Dawkins, whom Dean thought was dining with her clan, bounded into the kitchen to report a mouse sighting in her room.
They all feigned shock and surprise at this not-uncommon happening as Paulette huffily announced she'd absent herself with a walk around the block while they "took care of the matter."
What do you suppose Paulette was doing up there by herself?
He rose and began pacing the room as Dean stopped by and proceeded to bend Dean's ear how this was the day he and Paulette were to receive a firm offer on the Lucky Pup property.
Paul and Paulette were huddled in the parlor looking almost as happy as the front porch pair.
Brandon Westlake moseyed by with Paulette and Ginger Dawkins, the first time Dean had seen the women voluntarily in one another's company.
Before Martha could answer, the front door opened to Paul and Paulette Dawkins.
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