Chapter 34

“Don’t play word games. How did it go?”

Tom pulled a small cassette recorder out of his pocket and said, “You tell me, babe.”

They went into the kitchen and sat at the table, enjoying a glass of wine and listening to the rehearsal from beginning to end. Tom had grabbed a pen and yellow pad and made notes from time to time while they listened.

“I repeat,” Tom said, “you tell me.”

“It was good, wasn’t it?”

“Damn straight. All you have to do Saturday afternoon is an instant replay of what you did this evening, and it will be wonderful.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“Babe, you know very well that I never ‘just say’ anything.”

Noah had to admit that the recording sounded pretty good, despite the poor sound quality coming from the small recorder. They went to bed and celebrated the successful rehearsal.