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pilot announced their final descent into Seattle.
    “Boy, that was a quick flight,” Emma said. “Lynda, did you learn everything from the magazine on flowerbeds, so you can whip my pants?” She laughed.
    “Lynda, don’t let her fool you. She must be concerned that you’ll beat her or she wouldn’t be constantly bringing it up,” Jillian said.
    “The proof’ll be in the pudding,” Emma sternly said. The three girls laughed, gathered their belongings, and prepared to land.
    Their hotel was located down by the marina, a lovely location. The girls checked their bags with the bellman and found their way to the front desk.
    “Good afternoon, may I help you?” the desk clerk asked.
    “We’re checking in,” all three girls said at once, then laughed.
    “We have reservations for three rooms.” The girls always got separate but adjoining rooms. After the end of a day of being tourists, each girl had her own bathroom and could relax in the bath as long as she wanted. When they opened the connecting doors, they’re together but still apart. They got their keys and while waiting for the elevator, compared room numbers.
    “Hey, Lynda, you’re on the right of me and Jillian you’re on the left of me, and I’m in the middle,” Emma said.
    “Let’s get our bags, unpack, and get something to eat. Then we can decide what we want to do,” Lynda suggested.
    Jillian said, “Let’s meet in 15 minutes in the coffee shop.” The two other girls agreed.
    Lynda was the last to arrive at the table. Carrying an orange flyer, she plopped down and said, “Here’s what I think we should do tomorrow night.”
    The orange flyer was an advertisement, which read: Memorial Auditorium’s Country Fest, Seattle Celebrates the Grand Old Opry. Appearing are Willie Nelson, Linda Scroggins, Robert John Montgomery, and Pierce Layton.
    “Look who’s appearing…Willie, Pierce Layton, and Robert John Montgomery all on the same stage! WOW!”
    Jillian looked at the flyer. “This might be fun.”
    Lynda nodded. “Jillie, didn’t you say a couple months ago that Pierce Layton could eat crackers in your bed anytime?”
    “I said nothing of the sort.”
    “Yeah, I remember you said he was a hunk, when we were watching the Country Music Awards,” Emma said.
    “And so, if I did?”
    After lunch the girls talked to the concierge who made their reservations for the next evening’s concert. They found out what there was to do and see within walking distance of the hotel and they found a trolley system would take them almost anywhere they wanted to go. Armed with a trolley schedule and maps, they started for an afternoon of shopping.
    The girls are shoppers, as are most women. Lynda’s always on the lookout for purses, any shape, any size. Emma’s a shoe horse, at last count with 30 pairs of shoes. Jillian usually shops for causal clothes.
    They consulted a map and found that if they caught the trolley down the block, they could go over to a major shopping mall. Once settled on the trolley, Emma nudged Lynda and motioned upwards to an advertisement on the ceiling: Seattle’s Memorial Auditorium’s Country Fest, Seattle Celebrates the Grand Old Opry. They smiled at one another. Emma looked over to show Jillian, but noticed her friend was already looking at the pictures of the performers scheduled to appear.
    “Hey, Jillie, Pierce Layton’s riding on this same trolley and he’s looking at you,” teases Emma. She and Lynda laughed.
    “You both think you’re so funny.”
    Shopping at the mall made for a pleasant afternoon. The girls split up at the shoe store and Jillian headed for a dress shop called, Career Casuals, located just around the corner. Jillian instantly found a princess A-line black and gray tweed dress, with three-quarter sleeves. She asked to try it on. The dress was a perfect fit. She came out of the dressing room and handed the dress to the sales clerk, “I’ll take this. Will you hold it for me?” The girl