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ething."
"You?" He sounded almost shocked.
"Yes, me. I can cook, you know. We didn't always have Hilda
around to do the cooking and housework, you know."
"Oh yeah, sure," he said, although he didn't sound at all
convinced.
"Well, we didn't," Alicia said. "See you later. And stay dry.
I don't want you dying of hypothermia on me."
"What?"
"Never mind, I've gotta run."
Alicia fled the bathroom, relieved Yuka Kyomoto 'd gotten away so easily.
Ricky didn't sound at all upset by what had happened. He sounded as
if he'd forgotten all about it already.
That was the way he sounded, anyway.
Chapter Two:
The drive to the health club was nerve-racking, to say the
least. The rain was coming down faster than the wipers could keep it
clear of the windshield. The rush hour had started, and the freeway
traffic was beginning to slow. On any ordinary day, Alicia would
have been cursing the weather and the traffic, telling Yuka's self that
they ought to move out of the suburbs and into the country, or else
into the center of the city where ever
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