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Delivery
I got home just as a short, stout man with a long dark mustache was walking away. “Hello. I’m Mrs. Ross,” I said, taking a deep breath. “You have a pool table for us? How long will it take to install?”
He grinned. “Hi, there, I’m Jake. Of Jake’s Pool and Billiards. Yes, we do indeed have a pool table for you. It will take at least two hours to install and make sure the table is level. We’ll get on it right now if you want. Do you want upstairs or down?”
“That would be downstairs, please, in the rec room,” I said.
My heart sank at the thought of the time it would take. Should I call Rodney or Marie and ask them to somehow delay coming home?
I opened the front door and Joy was coming out of the upstairs of our house. “Just dropped off your purse and notebook in your office.
