If she wanted to reach Con, she knew now who could make arrangements. Her eyes stung. She had too much stubborn pride ever to ask Dare. She needed him the worst way but she’d do without him forever before that. She braked the car the way she would like to brake all roving husbands, particularly her own.
Kew met her at the door. “I was about to borrow your car. I have to run into town and file some stuff.”
She’d meant to ask him before. “Did I have any calls last night or this morning?”
“Not last night. I wouldn’t have heard a fire alarm this morning.” He was ready to leave. “I’ll run in again after lunch. Anything you want to do?”
“No.” She would stay right here and mull over the perfidy of the genus male species husband. She was a fool to let it matter. That’s what had made trouble be
