Chapter 16
Sylvia paused in the hall outside Tony’s door and listened. Light spilled from under Jimmy’s closed door farther up. She heard the usual creaks and groans as the house settled, but no sound came from within Tony’s room. Was that good, or bad? She didn’t even know if he snored.
She didn’t want Jimmy to catch her in the hall, so she returned to her room and silently closed the door. Tonight she wouldn’t hear Tony talking to her cat, because Macbeth had entered while she was gone and claimed her pillow. “Is His Majesty comfortable on his throne?” she whispered. He flipped his tail in greeting.
Sylvia stroked behind his ears, then tiptoed through the dressing room and put her ear against the other door. Still no sound. She opened the door and peered inside.
Tony didn’t snore.
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