“One moment,” Ursula sighed into the phone. Quietly she
walked the hall towards the billiard room and knocked once.
“Come in dear,” Freddy urged with a smile in his voice. “You
know you don’t have to knock like that Sweetheart.” He pulled away from the
table and quickly pecked her cheek.
“I know I just I didn’t want to disturb you. I know Mike
doesn’t really get up here very often and I’d hate to think I was bothering you
during your ‘guy time’.” She watched Michael take his shot and backed away as
he circled around near her.
