" You're kidding!" Yeah she did. Bobby had been there a few minutes when she turned up and, oh god Mindy, you should have seen her! She'd really dolle... herself up, frilly dress, makeup, the works. All ready for action."Miranda had a fit of the giggles. "Oh no! What did Bobby say?" Well I'd tipped him off, of course, so he plays along – chats her up a bit, gets her in a hot flush. Then he suddenly switches and starts focusing totally on me. We make Nance sit on this stool and me and Bobby get. I suggested that I try to sneak over for Chisum before lunch. She reluctantly agreed.After my thawed, then toasted, hamburger roll with cream cheese from a squeeze tube and raspberry jam, I went to the circus tent. In the back of my mind there was Rufus Black’s murder. I felt like bursting into tears. Knowing something was necessary and that I was the only one to do it, didn’t to shit to ease my mind. Rufus was sure as hell going to come for John eventually, and me as soon as he healed, it had. "Oh I'm on my way home now as well" I said, swiftly catching her up as she went out the door.We walked along together, well almost together - she was a few feet in front of me.I managed to catch up with her as she waited to cross a road and then we had a conversation."What do you do for a living?" she asked.I told her I was the head of the paper-clip and staple distribution department of a merchant bank in the City."Yes" she mused. "You seem like a merchant banker."We continued walking along. Brenda was saying that we should enter the Saturday mixed doubles tournament together. I told her that I'd consider it, but only after I got proficient enough to not embarrass myself with a bunch of people watching me.I had always had keen eyesight, and good hand and eye coordination. I was also a pretty good observer of other players. I picked up a lot of the correct footwork by watching other, better players, compete. If I'd had a greater interest in the game, I would have gotten considerably.