Chapter Eleven
Peggy Copeland walked down to the recreation room. This was one party where she had decided not to take part in the upstairs bedroom sessions. She had counted on being with Jeff but when Arthur set up his little scheme she knew that was out of the question.
Grant sat slumped in a chair in the corner. He held his stomach and moaned. "I didn't know Jeff was such a sorehead," he said. "That's the last time we ever have him over."
Peggy looked at her fat husband. She wanted to tell him about the frame-up, but there was really no point. He would have enough to think about when the Colonel arrived and found Jeff and Sue together upstairs. She heard a car start up outside, gave it no more than a passing thought. "I don't think you'll have to worry about him too much anymore,"
