Chapter 10

As she rose form the bed, Georgia inquired, "Well, Minny, I suppose you've had breakfast?" The Browns always spoke to their pets as if they could understand, because they probably could.

Minny lifted one paw and gave it a couple of licks in reply. She had eaten.

"More french fries?"

Minny turned her head away enduringly.

Georgia tapped on the connecting door to the bath, and receiving no reply, opened it cautiously as if the creature from the Black Lagoon might be lolling in the tub. It wasn't there and neither was Luke.

She showered, put on a soft, dark green terry jogging suit and twisted her freshly washed hair into a soft swirl on the black of her head. She put loops in her ears and brushed her eyelashes with enough color to be seen. Then, since she was a prisoner, she added just a bit of white powder to her cheeks, so that she wouldn't look too healthy.

She went back into the bedroom and put her things away. Then she opened the door of the room-Luke's room-and inadvertently