Chapter 12
STEVE pulled up a chair and sat across the break-fast table from Adele and the old familiar smileher favorite onewas there on her face. Somehow, he thought it didn't match the severe two-piece gray suit she wore. Neither did the smile seem to go with the way her hair was rigidly done up in a tight bun.
"I thought we'd better have breakfast here in the dining room," she started. "It's getting a bit chilly out on the terrace."
"Why did you let me fall asleep out there?" he asked, amidst a spasm of coughing.
"Steve, darling," she gasped. "you've caught a cold!"
"You should've called me," he coughed again. "That under the open sky and moon bit is for Junenot October!"
"Oh, but it was wonderful," she sighed ecstatically. "It made me feel like a young girl again."
"I'll let you
