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Wednesday
"Adelaide is coming this way?"
"I think so," Lydia returned.
"Excuse me, I, er… I need to go powder my
nose."
"I didn't expect you to be such a coward."
Lydia sounded disappointed. "I would've liked to have seen the two
of you together."
Cathy moved away into the crowd until she was
sure she was in no danger of bumping into the woman. Of all the bad
breaks; Adelaide and Gary Terril were worse than roses and violins.
They’d both been at the last party. Cathy was allergic to roses and
she hated violin music.
Coward. Lydia's accusation rang in her
head. Another part of her brain acknowledged the truth of it.
She glanced around the room and finally
spotted Peter fifteen feet and six bodies away. He was talking to
two men and a woman, all unknown to Cathy. The w
