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that dead body in the bathtub."
    "Uh, yes, there was. Could you possibly meet me at the house?"
    "What for? I already signed everything." She even had the keys and was planning on moving some things over that weekend .
    " Yes, I know." Did he sound annoyed? "But I think you need to give more thought to the furnishings. "
    She remembered his interest in one of the tables and the big chandelier. "I don't think I'll get rid of anything for awhile, Vance. I have to see what I'll need."
    He puffed out a breath in her ear. " I don't think you realize what you have there. I can help you to, um, get some of the things appraised if you'd like. "
    " Maybe. I 'll give you a call about it ."
    There was a brief pause. Then Vance said, "Would you like to have dinner tonight?"
    Was he just pretending to be interested in her furniture? Did he really want to date her? She'd never slept with anyone as gorgeous as Vance. What would that be like? Would she be able to take her eyes off him to concentrate on having sex? Or maybe she'd be able to do it while she was watching him. They'd have to stick to missionary position.
    "Immy? Are you there?"
    "I'm here, Vance. Yes, dinner would be lovely."
    He said he'd pick her up in Saltlick at seven.
    Immy floated back up the stone steps and in to the library.

 
    Chapter Six
     
     
    It was easy for Immy to tell Hortense she didn't want supper, but not so easy to explain why not. Hortense didn't understand people who didn't want to eat , so Immy invented a stomach virus.
    Immy sat in her room and worried while Hortense and Drew ate chicken and dumplings. They sure smelled good. Her saliva kicked up a little. What if Ralph came by? She liked Ralph. She really, really liked Ralph. H is kisses drove her wild and they'd had some heated make - out sessions. But how could she pass up a chance with Vance? He was swoon-worthy. She rocked back and forth on the bed , moaning softly . She didn't want to hurt Ralph's feelings. But she just had to see what Vance would be like.
    She called Vance on her cell phone and told him to pick her up in front of the bank. It was closed this time of night , so m aybe no one in Saltlick would see her go off with him. She put on her best pair of jeans and a clean blouse, one of her lowest cut, soft ones.
    "Mother," she said, emerging from the bedroom. "I'm still feeling kind of sick and I think I'll go for a long walk."
    "The hour is approaching seven, Imogene. It's rather dark out."
    "I'll be fine."
    " Your apparel is out of the ordinary for a Saltlick perambulation. Should I telephone Ralph and tell him to accompany you?"
    "No! I mean, that won't be necessary. I need to be alone. I might, uh, I might throw up and I don't want Ralph to see that." She did almost feel like throwing up at the thought of Ralph seeing her with Vance. "Lo ng walk," she said, dashing out of the trailer . "A really long one. Don't wait up."
    She didn't think anyone saw her on her short walk to the bank, but she hurried anyway. No one was around when she climb ed into Vance's Mini Cooper. "This isn't the car you used before," she said.
    "I have to drive the Beemer to project the proper image when I'm showing properties to clients . We all drive either a Mercedes or a BMW. But t his is my little baby." He patted the dashboard . "I drive this off hours. For pleasure." He shot her a smile.
    Those dimples! Her insides melted. "It's very...cute."
    "Isn't it?" Another smile, but this one directed at the car.
    When Vance pulled up in front of Mooshi Sushi, the new sushi bar, Immy began to feel sick in earnest. "Vance, I don't...I never...I'm not sure I can eat raw fish."
    "You've never had sushi?"
    Immy imagined that not having sushi was an unsophisticated thing. "Well, it's been awhile."
    "It's time to remedy that," he said. Had he seen through her? He came around to her side of the car and held her door. Immy stood up, straightened her spine, and determined to be sophisticated tonight.
    Vance put his hand in