"You know why I'm here early." He pushed into the room. "I thought you were better. What the hell were you doing down there?"
"Where? What's the matter?" She backed across the rug to the fireplace. A small fire was going and she turned to warm her hands at it.
"I just saw you steal something from that diner. Silverware maybe. You want me to search the place?"
Facing him, her lips hardly parted, Beth said, "I should think you would trust me, being we love each other and all. I was rehearsing until a half hour ago and Alex dropped me off. I've been here since then."
Pendleton's hands fell to his sides. "Well, nothing I guess is wrong. I'm just jumpy. This changing thing bothers me."
Beth reached out and patted his arm. "It's okay, Ben?"
"Yeah." He sat down in the tan chair and looked up at her.
"Want to eat here tonight, by the fire? I'll have the Flying Something deliver food."
"Good. And send out for a bottle or two."
Beth bent and kissed him. "Trust me again?"