Unfinished Symphony (Logan 3)

needles waiting. I should have had Spike call me from

the limousine. Weil?" she asked.

"I still don't know anything for sure," I said and

explained what had happened and why I was filled

with new doubts.

"You poor thing. To come all this way and be

so disappointed. Why couldn't that dreadful woman

have been there?" she said, bunching her lips together. "Spike says I should try to call her now." "He does? Well, I suppose you can do that, too.

But we're going to have dinner in about a half hour.

Philip's already home and getting dressed."

"Dressed?"

"We always dress for dinner. Don't worry. Just

put on the nicest thing you have to wear," she said.

"Tomorrow, I'm taking you to Adroni's on Rodeo to

get you something fashionable."

"Oh, I really don't think--"

"Remember," she sang, "I get deaf."

I smiled.

"Thank you, Dorothy."

"My sister, the psychic, you should excuse the

expression, called before to see if you arrived all right.

I asked her if she was such a psychic, how come she

doesn't know the answers to her questions before she

asks them." Dorothy laughed at her own joke. I

smiled, imagining Holly's reaction. "I forgot all about

the little gift you handed me at the airport, so I had to

pretend I had looked at it. I did a few minutes ago. Where does she expect me to wear these things?" she added shaking her head. "Anyway, I told her you would call her tomorrow. She was off to do some sort

of hoodoo, voodoo thing."

"Thank you," I said, heading for the stairway.

"I'll be right down."