Chapter 69
- “God no,” she said, “but the housekeeper must have. There’s a lovely beef bourguignon and a nice red wine I’ve left to breathe. Barry and I have so much to talk about, you don’t mind eating in your room do you?”
- “Of course not,” Becky said, smiling what she hoped looked like a pleasant smile and not like a grimace.
- “I knew you’d understand,” Heather said as she bent over the dresser to fix her lipstick.