That Special Smile/Whittenburg (1985) - Plot & Excerpts
Juliette said from the doorway of Sylvie’s bedroom. “I’m not the one who stayed out all night.” Sylvie answered that bit of glaring illogic with a skeptical lift of her brows and then unequivocally pulled back the sheets of her bed. Placing her glasses on the bedside table, she hoped Juliette would take the hint and leave. A mood was a fragile thing and Sylvie really preferred to keep the one she had. Her sister, unfortunately, seemed to think it needed improvement. “And not only that,” Juliette continued. “You were gone all day too. For heaven’s sake, Sylvie, it isn’t like you to come home from a Saturday-night date at nine o’clock on Sunday night.” She shook her head in sad commentary. “And now you’re going to bed.” “And to sleep,” Sylvie said pointedly as she got into bed and tucked the covers around herself. She wished it were Max’s bed, but she’d decided it would be best to return home and give them both some time. She didn’t want to rush the discovery of where this new phase in their friendship – she still felt oddly hesitant about using the term relationship – might lead.
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