Andrews "I just wanted to be alone for a while," I said. I certainly wasn't going to say anything about Spike and the little drama in his apartment. "I wasn't wandering about aimlessly. I knew where I was going. Doesn't anyone just take a walk here? Why did they build sidewalks?" "You poor dear. Come in here this instant and give us the details about your visit," she insisted and patted the seat beside her. Philip sat staring at me, his fingers pressed together in cathedral fashion, his beady dark eyes looking quite disapproving. I walked in slowly and sat. Then I took a deep breath and began. "I met her," I said in a voice that even sounded like the voice of doom to me, "and she pretended not to know me." Philip nodded and glanced sternly at Dorothy. "It was what I anticipated," he said, "even from the little I knew about this bizarre situation. Dorothy--" "Now hush, Philip. We will solve the matter ourselves," she said, but he didn't look relieved. "This is not one of your social games, Dorothy.
