CHAPTER FOUR
Valerie paused outside of the restaurant. She felt foolish and for some reason she was trembling slightly. She glanced at her reflection in the glass of the entranceway and with a sigh of resignation entered the darkness of Trader Vic's. Exotic wood-carved statues lined the stairway leading down to the elegant restaurant. Valerie descended slowly, trying to get a good grip on herself. She felt like turning around and going home. It seemed so silly. Here she was, a married woman on her way to meet a married man for lunch. "Well," she thought, "that's all it will be... lunch... no matter how I felt about it last night!"
Valerie approached the headwaiter, hoping that perhaps d**k would not yet have arrived and she could take that excuse to leave. But when she asked the dignifie
