Stories from Hope Valley
Photo by Harrison Plouzek
There was a suspicious car in Hope Valley. Mr. Steiner noticed it cruising past twice before heading to the listserv. Mrs. Palmer saw the burgundy sedan, too. She asked whether someone should call the police.
Then, Mr. Jenson piped in, saying he thought the driver was wearing his hat backward, which ignited a firestorm until later that evening when Mrs. Sawyer came online and apologized for the confusion.
Apparently, her grandchildren had surprised her with a visit, and Officer Johnson had been awfully nice about it.