..”“You don’t want to go down nude,” she finished for me.I nodded.She let out a soft sigh. “Too bad.” Her voice was soft and wistful.I was...sure it was a good thing. No one made wistful sighs over things they didn’t like. I knew that first hand. The idea made my face burn. Thinking fast I said, “Danielle’s your friend. Wouldn’t she have something in here you could wear?”“Maybe,” she said. She got up and went to the closet. Pulling it wide open, she said, “It’s empty.” Without saying anything. If she wanted him to know, he thought, she would tell him.He missed her overnight but was certain that he would be able to makeup for his, in her eyes, poor choice of present. The next morning heleft the house at nine as usual, driving off to his club for hisweekly round of golf. He habitually had a drink in the barafterwards, getting home about one, when they had a light lunch beforehe got on with cooking the roast they normally had for Sunday dinner.Upon arrival home that day, Irene was. More

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