“Oh no, what did that necklace do to you?” Catherine half whispered.Physically Prof. Andrea Baker didn’t look too different from the homely Dr. ...ndrea Calkins, but her clothes were a different story. She was wearing a white floral-print dress under a black crepe vest, and she had on six-inch heels that made her strike a taller silhouette behind the lectern. Her black hair was several inches longer than Catherine had ever seen it, and it had brown balayage highlights. The old Andrea wouldn’t. "What is it?" she asked."Veal parmesan." Oh, great! You're really branching out now, aren't you. I ought to move in so you can do my cooking." Ha ha! Don't get any ideas, sister." Although he didn't show it, he actually wished that she wouldn't joke about something like setting up together. He hadn't thought about it much, though, and she had never brought it up with her, he wasn't sure about the idea himself.They toasted each other, drank several glasses of wine, and ate heavily. They also. There was no sign of Diana. She was presumably at the shop. He put the kettle on. Just as it was boiling she came in."Ooh!" she exclaimed. "You must have extra-sensory whatever. Tea is just what I need. The shop went wild this afternoon until about quarter of an hour ago." It might do again." Millie doesn't think so. Apparently it's the Wednesday pattern." Why? I'd've thought Friday would be the rush with fresh things for the weekend." Same here but it ain't." You live and learn." Pompous old. Are you ready for the red carpet?" Yes, I'm fine, thank you." Then she remembered something else shewanted to say. "Thank you for not spilling the beans when I saw youearlier today. Connie is a good friend, but I am not ready to let herknow this isn't the first time, well the first time I've worn thisdress. I don't know what will happen once this is all over. I say Iwould love to own the dress, but what would I do with it I wonder?"Kelly had returned while Kim was talking and looked thoughtful..