Mrs. Plansky smiled her off-white smile. Was she coming across as one of those Sunshine State clichés, the late in life divorcee or widow on the prowl? That could work. She would masquerade as a cougar. One small glitch: she’d probably aged out of cougardom. What was another big cat? Saber-tooth tiger. Extinct, as she recalled. It didn’t get any older than that.
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