The ride home was quiet with absolutely no talking except when the two politely said good night after Tim dropped Martier off at her cottage.
She hurried into the cottage and threw herself into her bed. She didn't pull herself out of it for several hours, and by then her pillow was soaked with her tears.
Tim was in a sour mood as he prepared for his first date in over twenty years. But he decided that he would not think in the terms of "date" but in the terms of hanging out with old friends and a new one. Why was that so complicated?
He left early enough to get the car detailed and then drove into Priscilla's neighborhood. It was filled with historic homes, old money homes. When he came upon the huge Mediterranean house, he was impressed. He hadn't bothered to find out much about Pri
