"Don't strain yourself dear," Ann said. "Didn't you get enough rest this morning?"
"I wasn't resting," Ted told her. "I was considering various investments in my mind. There are a lot of arguments against buying a ball club, all right. It's a headache."
Ann shook her head. Then, "The Garden Club meets this afternoon. You won't be needing the car?"
"Not today. Do you remember our honeymoon, Ann? Remember Honolulu?"
"How could I ever forget it, Ted?" Her eyes were reminiscent. "Those flowers, those beautiful hibiscus and—"
Ted poured another cup of coffee.
When Ann had left, and he went back to the porch, the blonde was just coming through the sliding glass door that led from her living room to the patio. The squirrel wasn't in sight.
The blonde looked up his way, and Ted smiled. He doubted if she could see a smile, at this distance, but it seemed presumptuous to wave.
Did she smile in return? He thought she did.