 Who was Sally in relation to Milly in the story?
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Galaxy Science Fiction December 1956. When he slid under the table containing the drinks, Miss Pringle, who sold millinery, had screamed: "He'll drown!" One out of every three dirty stories started by party attendees had remained unfinished, because each had reminded someone else of another story. "It's all in the spirit of good, clean fun!" cried Mr. Hawkins, the assistant general manager. Mr. Hawkins himself, acting by reflex, attempted to return the portrait to its place until new glass could be obtained. To hear more of it, he said to her: "I'll bet that's been in there ever since the picture was framed. There's a company legend that that picture was put up the day this branch opened, eighty years ago." Finally, from an anonymous voice in one corner: "Would the warp work over eighty years? But I remember that my grandmother never bought anything from Hartshorne-Logan because of some trouble her mother had once with the firm. Mr. Hawkins put his arm around Milly in a way that he intended to look fatherly. Two-year-old Sally heard the box rattling. She waddled up on chubby legs and grabbed her mother's skirt. She found scissors in her sewing box, tossed a cushion onto the floor, sat on it, and began to open the parcel. "Now I'll have to write another letter to explain that they should throw away my letter of complaint," she told her daughter.
 Her grandmother
 Her great-grandmother  Her grandmother  Her mother  Herself in a past life.