Elizabeth stared at the list of bowling alleys in her hand. This was all too much. Keith’s betrayal was reminiscent of their past. She couldn’t believe he’d done this to her again.
Was winning that important to him?
Of course it was. It was important to her too. The difference was that she didn’t cheat to win.
A bowling alley.
What would have possessed Keith to buy a bowling alley?
Interest stirred in her blood. The memories of that long-ago birthday party danced in her head. She wondered if anything was operational next door. She hadn’t played the game since she was a kid, and she had a whole alley all to herself.
Why not? The worst that would happen was that she’d go over there and find out that nothing worked.
She pushed away from her desk before she lost her nerve. She stopped i
