By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 07, 2012 From the Relief Society Magazine, September 1958 – The Bazaar By Florence B. Dunford As the spring day wore on, Shari Medford felt more and more restless. She was finishing up her housecleaning which she had kept at steadily for many hours each day for the past three weeks. It’s about that phone call, she thought, polishing the last breakfast dish, placing it in its neat pile in her swee...
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