Corinth deMauriac, editor of the French Quarter Courier, was nonplussed. “George, Baby Sue can’t come in here and take over our paper. Besides, has she ever read it? Is she a ‘commie’ like some people call us? Oh well, maybe it’ll be good for her to come down here at least once and then she’ll know this isn’t the place for her.”
George said, “I’ll tell her to come down tomorrow. She wants to write a column about how to get over a broken heart because she has had lots of experience. Poor thing!”
When Baby Sue came to the Courier office on Wednesday, she caught her heel in a crack coming up the steps and she screamed before she was able to grab the railing.
George jumped up from his desk and ran to the stairway. “Are you okay, Baby Sue?”
Baby Sue was laughing when she stepped into the office. “My heavens, I do love your quaint office, right over the Midnight Kitten.”