However, I felt so good, so relieved! In any case, after a moment or two to get my reactions in hand, I managed to half-whisper, ‘We both got carrie... away and we did something we shouldn’t have. No, I didn’t have any problem. Mack was asleep and I was able to clean up and get to bed without waking him.’ I don’t know how I could lie like that without hesitation, but I’m glad I did. At that point, before he could reply or say anything further, a girl raised her hand and I had to go and answer. Had Penny not had her eyes on Cardini that moment, no one would have seen the sign the hypnotist gave his friend. Penny could read lips a bit, and so not only she did see it, but 'heard' it too: "Trust me". Apparently Alban did, for his mouth finally stayed closed, and he waved to the crowd as well, if much more rigid than Laura.Mrs. Chester meanwhile, didn't wave at all. She just stood there, seemingly oblivious to where she was. Penny had to admit that she was a truly beautiful woman and at. I looked down at the newspaper spread on my table and sipped at my coffee, hoping that she hadn't seen me staring. I glanced up, looking across the room so that I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Seeing that she was standing side on to me and looking the other way, I relaxed and looked at her more closely.Today she was wearing a short denim skirt that hugged her hips and then flared out to about mid-thigh. Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle. The author, some new writer I had never heard of, just smiled and talked to her politely for a minute or two. I'm sure he would have loved to talk to her longer (every guy in the book store who got a glance of Laura would have), but he had other books to sign. Afterwards, we went to one of those all night waffle houses (it was pushing 1:00 now) and had a nice, if casual, dinner. All night long I had been receiving mixed signals from her about her interest in me, and I wasn't quite sure if when.