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“A year At full salary I’ll start looking for another job in nineto travel”

“So far she’s only h,” Suzette said

“Hey, guys If it weren’t for you, I’d be in Rio right now” Portia giggled

“Oh, please” Suzette rolled her eyes “The South of France”

“Saint-Tropez is totally boring in June,” Portia said dismissively

“How about Switzerland?” Pandy asked

Suzette stared at Pandy “Who goes to Switzerland in the summer?”

“I do,” Pandy replied, rubbing suntan lotion on her arms “Or I want to, anyway I went there once in July For a wedding We stayed in one of those castle hotels And the beds—triple down pillows and co on a cloud And theI was in The Sound of Music There was this piano player, and I started singing Burt Bacharach songs Johnny Depp was there, and supposedly he was so horrified bythat he left”

“The room?” Portia asked

“The hotel,” Pandy said “Supposedly he checked out that evening”

“What about your house in the country? Why don’t you go there?” Suzette asked

“That place?” Portia said with a grimace

“Come on, Portia,” Suzette said “It’s Pandy’s farew up there”

“I don’t mean to insult anyone’s family, but that place is creepy No cell service, no Wi-Fi, not even cable And nothing to do And all those spooky portraits of your ancestors…”

“Portia Please,” Suzette said sharply She leaned back and closed her eyes “In any case, I had a great time there We dressed up in old clothes and played charades And croquet Remember?”