“Hope you’re good at bridge,” I add. “I forgot to mention. It’s a prerequisite that you play bridge when you’re snowed in with us.” “Playing for cash?” “It’s strip bridge,” Evelyn says. All three of them look from Fletcher’s handsome face to his solid body. “My, my,” Odette murmurs. “This seems unfair, but also, I’m getting a little excited,” Sheila whispers.
