The time for being jealous
Susy had let her lace cloak slide to her feet, and stood beforehim in the faintly-lit room, slim and shimmering-white throughblack transparencies. She raised her eyebrows carelessly. "I told you long ago he’dasked us there for August.""You didn’t tell me you’d accepted."She smiled as if he had said something as simple as Fred. "Iaccepted everything–from […]

