Chapter 72

Mike, who was carrying the briefcase, said, “This thing is heavy.”

“That’s because it’s jammed full of music for Sunday’s performance,” Tom said, “and some of the pieces are in inch-thick bound collections of music.”

With everything stowed away, they accepted glasses of wine, went out on the deck with their hosts, and settled in lounge chairs.

“This is really great,” Noah said.

“It sure is,” Tom said. “I love the sound of the stream, it’s so soothing.”

“I think that’s what we like most about this place,” George said.

“We’ll be out the door around four thirty tomorrow morning,” Mike said, “and we’ll be as quiet as we can.”