Three Secrets Page #2

I thought you might like company.

I suppose the date today had nothing

to do with it.

All right, Susan, I admit I was worried.

Look, mother, let's get this straight

once and for all.

I'm happier than any girl deserves to be.

I have a wonderful husband,

we have a wonderful life.

What's past is past.

We decided that five years ago.

I don't steal upstairs once a year

to wring my hands and shed quiet tears.

I wrapped up my girlish grief, tied it in a ribbon

and locked it away for good.

This is just another day.

So what are you worried about?

Forgive me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, mother.

You will stay, won't you?

Yes, of course, darling.

That must be Bill.

You go on down, I'll finish packing.

Thanks. Don't forget the shaving cream.

Hi.

Hello, darling.

Was it my imagination,

or did you just kiss me?

I've got to pack.

It's all been taken care of.

Mother's finishing it. Come on.

I'll fix you a drink.

Lucky me.

Anything new on the Johnnie Peterson thing?

Who's Johnnie Peterson?

You mean you haven't heard?

No.

Oh, you disappoint me, Mrs. Chase.

A good American housewife loves her radio first

and her husband second.

I've been getting you ready for a trip,

remember?

I haven't had time to hear anything

about anything.

You poor overworked slave.

Well, that's more like the man I married.

So is that.

Bill, mother's in the house.

She is, eh? Lucky for you.

She's going to stay with me

while you're gone.

Good, keep you out of trouble.

Maybe you don't want this drink.

Quiet, I've been thinking about a martini

all the way home.

Hey, where's the news?

You'd think they'd get out bulletins.

Who is this Johnnie Peterson, anyway?

Why are you so interested?

A terrific story.

Plane crash up in the Sierra,

man and his wife killed.

Somehow the little boy survived.

He's Johnnie Peterson.

Not even injured?

Nobody knows. There's no way of getting

to him except on foot.

Bill, how terrible.

Great day for a youngster

to spend his birthday, isn't it?

Hey. What about my drink?

Oh, I'm sorry, darling.

Here. See if it's dry enough.

Perfect. Perfect as usual.

We have just concluded the program

of recorded favorites.

This is station KWB, the voice of San Diego.

Here we go, now you'll hear all about it.

Hello, mother.

Hello, Bill.

You're all packed and ready to go.

Drink, mother?

Thank you.

We take you now to the editorial room,

for our round-up of the news.

Here it comes.

In the deepening shadow of Thunder Mountain,

preparations are under way to rescue

little Johnnie Peterson,

believed miraculously alive after a plane crash

that killed Eric and Helga Peterson

of Los Angeles.

When Army Air Force pictures gave the

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