David was playing water basketball again with his group. Abbie wasn’t anywhere to be seen. In the late afternoon when no one was out swimming, Abbie...knocked on my door. ‘Come in, Abbie. What is it?’ The look on her face was one I’d become familiar with. It was her shy and slightly embarrassed look. ‘I’d like you to call the swim coach, Mister Adams.’ Her voice was soft almost mute. ‘I haven’t answered David yet. When we swim tomorrow, I’ll tell him. I sure am glad you helped me over the rough. Who the devil could it be?"Vicki... ? Oh, Vickiiiii... ?" a throaty female voice called.There's no mistaking that voice; it was the landlady's, Vicki thought dejectedly as she slipped into the robe, hurriedly buttoned it and then gave her hair several quick pats."Oh, there you are, honey," the voice gushed as Vicki approached the windowed kitchen door with a forced calm that belied the inner turmoil she felt."I hope I didn't interrupt you?" the older woman continued. Then, not waiting to be. More

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