CHAPTER EIGHTTuesday, October 27, 1987
ONE—The Station (4)
“Well, as long as it’s not inconvenient for you,” Ginny Yarrow told Anna, “would you mind looking after my place until Thursday morning? I should be back by then, to pick up my keys. Otherwise, I’ll get them from you here at the station.”
“Doesn’t make any difference. One thing, are you allergic to cats? I hate to leave mine alone. They don’t make a mess or anything, and I’ll keep ’em locked in the bathroom.”
Ginny’s nose began to wrinkle, then she thought it over and said, “No problem. Uh, they don’t spray or anything?”
Anna’s fingers kept gliding over the keyboard as she smoothly replied, “No, not at all. I keep their nails down, so they won’t claw the furniture, and I’ll take all the breakables out of the bathroom before th
