Early summer in Glendale City was always sweltering. It was only past 8:00 am, but the sun was already scorching. Lorraine Somner got off the bus when it stopped at a station near Glendale Grand Hotel. Then, she pulled out her phone and called her mother. I'm near Glendale Grand Hotel, Mom. I'll head over there right away. Tell me again what my blind date looks like, she said.
On the other end of the line, Irene Hall asked, Don't you have his photo? I forgot to take it with me. Oh, you're always forgetting this or that. You might not be able to visualize his face even if I were to describe him to you. Just head to the café on the hotel's first floor and look for him. He works at the nearby construction site, so if you see anyone dressed like a construction worker and wearing a hard hat, that's probably him.
