By noon Sarah had given up the vigil and went home. And it was not because she wanted to have five hours to get ready for her date with Ryan. Every time she thought about that, she could not believe that she had let him trick her into going out with him. She would never live it down. And with her recent run of luck, they were sure to meet someone she knew, who would then tell everyone else where Sarah had been and with whom, and this piece of news would lead to her family having a collective heart attack before they had her committed and then disowning her.
All the same, she did get dressed up for dinner. Not in a sexy little black number, like she did for her date with Tony, but in fact in her most crisply sober blouse, with French cuffs and a spruced collar, and an equally sober, mid-ca
