I arrived at Alice’s old house at the prearranged time. Rick and Caroline were sitting on the picnic table waiting for my arrival, both were dressed in tennis outfits. Rick was casually looking over the paper and finishing his morning coffee. “Good morning! I hope I’m not late and holding you up?” I said, remembering that they were to play in a tournament, as I stepped from my vette. “Good morning Bob! No, your not late!” Rick said putting down his paper. He looked at his watch. “Your right on time!” After we talked for a few
