Chapter SixteenAgnes sorted through her clothes in the wardrobe, trying to decide what to wear for her meal with Alan. In the end, she chose a rather smart, royal blue dress. The colour suited her perfectly and it fitted like a dream.
Undecided as to whether to wear a brooch or a necklace, she decided to wear them both.
Why not? she thought, as she stood back and looked at her reflection in the mirror. They look good together. Glancing at her watch, she saw that it was almost time for Alan to pick her up.
After a brief discussion that afternoon, Alan had thought it would be best if they went to a restaurant some distance from the hotel.
Once that had been settled, they agreed to meet outside the hotel at seven-thirty. Alan said he would wait in a taxi around the corner from the hotel –
