|Just some cows in the rural setting of the story---the county where I live.|
“Yes, I understand,” Jack said, as he looked at his wife's blank expression.
“Alright then, so was Margie still working up at McCormick’s Boat Rental?”
“Yes, just the weekends this time of year, until tourist season starts beginning of May.” Jack faced Alice as he answered. “Isn’t that right honey?” His wife gave no indication that she heard the question.
“So she worked yesterday then, I take it, on Friday?”
“I believe she did, every Friday til 4 o’clock,” Jack said.
“No, she didn’t ...” said Alice, her voice barely audible.