September 2011
Beginner
238 pages
5h 17m
English

I pulled our car slowly into the driveway on Baker Street and squinted at the front door in an attempt to determine if this was indeed Wayne’s house. Pam and I had been here several times before, but the house next to Wayne’s looked similar from the outside and I always got them confused. The Morettis had invited us and another couple over for dinner, and we were early, as usual. I grabbed the bottle of wine from the back seat and we headed toward the front door.
Wayne greeted us and led us into the kitchen where his wife Elsie ...