“Mrs. Marsh? This is Sandy at the spa. I have you scheduled for a mud bath at three o’clock, followed by a massage. Bruno wasn’t available any earlier.”
“Uh, it doesn’t have to be Bruno.”
“Well, he is the best and he doesn’t take appointments any earlier in the afternoon.”
“I see. Well…”
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“Sandy? Sandy? Oh, damn it!” she exclaimed as she realized that Sandy had hung up. “Oh
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She felt better the moment she stepped into the swirling bath.
*****
John was feeling more and more confident. He had won back a good portion of what he lost the night
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“Nine is the point,” sang out the dealer.
“John?”
John turned to see his lovely wife smiling at him. She looked different. It wasn’t
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“You like it?”
“Seven!” called the dealer.
John turned back to the table
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Judy was taken aback by his hostility. “I thought a seven was good?”
“Not when point is nine,” he said with clenched teeth.
“Sorry! I just wanted to tell you that…”
“Go! Please go!”
Seething, Judy swung around and headed for the slots. She had few bucks too, and she wanted to try her luck, just to spite him.
It wasn’t her fault that she never won at any kind of game. As a bridge partner, she was a disaster. It wasn’t that she didn’t know how to play, or how to bid, she just got more than her share of lousy
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