Chapter 4-3

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“Dinner was marvelous, Portia,” Nigel said as he raised his coffee cup to his lips. “I’m so pleased you enjoyed it. Would you care for another slice of cake?” It was a rich, German chocolate cake that had been drenched with sweetened, condensed milk. Hot fudge sauce had been poured over it and left to set, and then it had been topped with whipped cream and crumbled bits of toffee. I wasn’t going to tell him that it was called “Better than Sex.” Mrs. Plum had told me that in confidence, because if Mother ever learned of it, she’d refuse to have it served at Shadow Brook. “No, thank you. One more bite, and I’ll have to roll myself down the sidewalk to my car.” And we wouldn’t want that. “Cigarette?” I’d placed a cigarette case, a gold lighter decorated with an enamel spray of violets, an

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