CHAPTER TWO
The door to their room opened with a loud bang, and, laughing and giggling drunkenly, Christina and Michael Williams staggered into their room at Mount Shangri-la Lodge. Behind them, equally giddy, followed Lou and Eileen Graham, their closest and oldest friends.
"Sshhh!" Christina said, raising a crooked finger and holding it against her lips. "You'll wake the children. It's late."
"Children?" Michael asked. He turned around and gave his wife a searching look. "The children are home, darling. You do remember that, don't you? I mean, you're not that far gone, are you?"
"Home? Aren't we home? Oh, yeah!" Muddled awareness rearranged her delicate features, and Christ began to giggle. "I forgot! We don't have any children for the weekend. I don't have to be a mother tonight. Th
