Once they were safely away, she would tell them everything, but if she told them now, Cherie would be very upset about not returning and Lynette didn'... feel she could face that just yet. "Sorry if the sudden decision caused a problem," she added."No, not at all. I was able to get Nancy Kellerman to fill in for me." Then let's eat, and Hampton here we come!" smiled Cherie.It was late that night when they pulled into the Hampton Inn parking lot after the 180 mile drive. Lynette registered and. The ledge John was standing on broke away, tipping him backwards yet again. He knew what was coming this time, the fall heralding yet another shift in reality, and he wasn’t to be disappointed. As the crumbling platform collapsed, he was engulfed in darkness... ... and dropped into a rocky crevasse.All around him was a cheery glow, a pleasant heat warming his body as he fell. A quick glance over his shoulder made John gasp in shock, instantly dispelling his favourable impressions of this. ’ She thought for a second. ‘How about using my real first name, and making up a fake last name?’ ‘That’s what a lot of the girls do,’ said DeMarco. He looked at her appraisingly. ‘Say, I have an idea,’ he said. ‘I was just thinking, something Irish, it goes with your beautiful pale complexion and your pink cheeks. How would you like to be a redhead?’ Millie blinked, then smiled. ‘That would be fun,’ she said. ‘Okay, then. If we’re agreed on the terms…?’ He looked at me. ‘Good to go,’ I. She glanced at her watch, an hour had passed. Upon hearing the enticing timbre of Rosanna’s voice, Matilda’s heart-rate sped up and she sat down in her visitor’s chair. Get a hold of yourself, woman, she chided herself. “Mattie?” Rosanna asked, her mouth dry with nerves. “Rosanna?” Matilda answered in what sounded to her like a voice riddled with insecurity. “Would you like to have dinner with me on Friday night?” Had Matilda heard correctly? “I…uh… Let me check my calendar.” She held the phone.