"We're having a party Saturday night, and suddenly Kevin has discovered he has to be out of town. Almost everyone has been invited already except you and Liz. It'll be kind of wild…"
He took her hand and squeezed it without looking at her. "That lets Liz out," he told her. "Maybe we had better forget about invitations to a wild party. She only attends 'moderate' ones, so stated in the invitation." As an afterthought, he chuckled. "Of course, I don't need an invitation after all this work, do I?"
"No invitation," she giggled. "Yours is a command performance… Pa!"
CHAPTER THREE
Liz Rouelle had all she could do to stumble down the steps to her car. She smiled weakly around, attempting to look natural even though there was no one around to see. But she couldn't tell that because her lovely green eyes were filled with tears. If Tom Rouelle had that much sex to give away, she whimpered to herself, surely he could save a moderate amount for his wife! She opened the door of the car after fumbling with the handle, and once sitting inside under the steering wheel, she found she couldn't move. She couldn't seem to think of where she was and had to fight to remember that she was trying to drive home. Oh yes, she had to take the keys from her purse to start the ignition. Even this was a major task…
But finally, her trembling fingers managed to retrieve the keys from her purse, and she fumbled now with the ignition, stalling the car several times before getting it into drive. Slowly it lurched out of the parking lot and onto the street. I should not drive, she told herself. Liz was well aware that in her state of mind she wouldn't know the difference between reality and a mirage. People were walking along the avenue as she drove along, but it seemed to her that she would see a woman, for example, and suddenly the woman would be gone even though Liz's car had not passed her and the woman did not turn in anywhere or around any corners.