“Get the door?” Merry called over her shoulder as she disappeared into the bedroom. “I’ve just got to slip on my shoes and I’ll be ready.”
Doug sighed as he crossed the room. Merry had never been on time for anything in all the years he’d known her. He figured she was probably even born late. He knew she’d never seen the entre’act of any show they’d ever seen together. They were already fifteen minutes late leaving her apartment…
