going? I'm glad to see you're protecting my skirt with that apron. Are those heels still comfortable?”

"Sure," I lied. "I don't see why you girls make such a fuss about them.”

"O.K., play it cool. I'm going in and have a cocktail. Why don't you hold dinner for a while and join me?"

"Fine, I'll be right in as soon as I set the table."

In a few minutes, we were relaxing in the living room. I sank into my big chair, and put my feet up with great relief, although I would have refused to admit it.

For me, it was a delightful evening. But it finally came to an end. At last, after dinner and my cleaning up again, and an evening watching television during which I did kick off my heels and wiggle my cramped toes, we went up to bed.

Now, I still have the sharp unforgettable memory of every wonderful moment plus the pictures, which I adore. Nor are these the only reminders. The bridge club wives and their husbands like to tease me, which I laughingly respond to but inwardly love. Once or twice they have asked Mary to bring Frieda to the bridge club again, but of course I'm at work full time, and that's out of the question, even if I could figure a way to maneuver Mary into agreeing. But I still live in hope that the opportunity may arise for Frieda to spring to life again.

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