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“I think so,” Je
“I guess I’ll see you then,” he said.
“I guess you will.”
They stared at each other. He was so close Je
He started to speak, and for just a second Je
She loved the way he said her name. “goodbye, Lee.”
He trotted down the flagstone walk and paused to turn at the door of the cab. He lifted his hand in a final salute and got in.
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Chapter 3
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It wasn’t long before the bloom was off the rose. Stories of Bob’s infidelities on road trips and tours drifted back to her when they had been together less than a year. And that wasn’t all. He had a drinking problem; often he was too hung over to play and began accumulating fines and suspensions like parking tickets. Je
The similarities between Lee and her ex-husband were too numerous to list That same dazzling sex appeal, which in Bob’s case concealed a character as shallow as a tide pool, the same slender, graceful athlete’s body, the personal magnetism, and the effortless, wi
She sipped her tea and stared morosely at the pattern in the rug. So I’m a sucker for charismatic jocks, she thought. And I’m in the wrong business, because sooner or later I was bound to run across another one.
And sooner or later, she had.
I mustn’t panic, she mused. Lee doesn’t know how I feel. He’s got a lot going for him, but as far as I know he can’t read minds. If I just watch myself, take extra care when I’m around him, he’ll never guess and I’ll be safe.
Comforted by that thought, she switched on the television and lost herself in the Saturday night movie.
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On Sunday afternoon, Je
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Marilyn had gone back to teaching when her husband, an insurance agent, had been killed in an automobile accident two years before. He had fallen asleep at the wheel on the way home from a convention and crashed into a utility pole. Jeff was three at the time.
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Jeff hurled himself at her when she came through the door, and she spent the first few minutes of her visit listening with rapt attention to the kindergarten news. When they had exhausted the topics of show and tell and acrobatic arithmetic (which was apparently some game his teacher had invented), he took himself off to watch television and Marilyn called Je
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“Help yourself,” Marilyn muttered, and Je
“All right, out with it,” Marilyn finally said, after removing the pins from her mouth and sticking them in a cushion. “What trouble is furrowing that noble brow?”
“No trouble.”
“Hmmph. That was said with all the sincerity of Eddie Haskell complimenting Mrs. Cleaver on her wardrobe.”
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