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Welcome to Joshua Springs, Arkansas
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The fictional site of the new novel, A Perfect Fit!
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After they settled themselves, Raynita asked Midge, “What did you do in San Diego?”
“For the last six months, I was a part time receptionist for Dr. Berman. He’s a gynecologist.”
“Really? I’ve never understood how that kind of a doctor can stand to look at women’s privates day in and day out,” Myrtis noted.
“My third husband would have jumped at the chance,” Lula Faye said.
Midge smiled. “Before that I worked at a jewelry store, but I never really ended up bringing home a paycheck – just earrings. And one time I sold bedspreads out of my car to help a friend whose store was going bankrupt. I was in a typing pool for a day, but my nails got in the way.” The other three nodded in total comprehension. “Let me see, I was a preschool helper for a week but too much finger paint ended up on my shoes. Oh, and I kept books for a multinational company that turned out to be a sleazy guy in Anaheim who ran a phone scam and is in federal prison now.”
“You sure have had your share of employment opportunities,” Raynita said.
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