Chapter Ten
The next morning, Beatrice woke up early and was ready and out walking Noo-noo before Wyatt had even gotten up. She figured ruefully that it must be the shock of being caught by Lois while Beatrice was still in her bathrobe at ten a.m. that made her such an early bird. When she and the corgi got back home, Wyatt had made poached eggs over toast with grits on the side and they ate together while the Weather Channel played, muted, in the background.
Beatrice stared at the crossword puzzle, pushing her reading glasses up farther on her nose and peering closely. She’d made a good start with it at first, but then everything went downhill the last few minutes. And she was pretty sure that 10 down was wrong.
Beatrice glanced over at Wyatt. “Hope the sudoku is going better than the
