P2~R 0~<br > THE phone was ringing as Laura opened the door， and laei<br > heart sank. She had been anticipating kicking off her shoes，<br > helping herself to a well-deserved drink， and running a nice<br > deep bath in which to enjoy it. But all these pleasant pros-<br > peas had to be put on hold while she answered the call.<br > And as she could think of no reason why anyone should<br >(Jd C_~{~ ~ef e~t Z~，/~ I/I ~0 olin# cyenJn~ she was ne~_~ssarJ)y<br >reticent. (t ~8~ on)y ，~wemy minutes since she had left<br > /~d ter all ，<br >the school， after a particularly arduous sessmn wfcn ct，~<br >parents of her fourteen-year-old students， and sh~ had hoped<br >"to ~m~xx~ x~，~x~ ~~.~ ...t~t wag left of the evening. Mrs<br >Forrest， who came in two days a week to Reep x~a~ ~x~<br > ~ . had. as she often did， left something simmering<br >m order. - ~ _，.. h it was nrobably overcooked by<br >m the oven， an a， a.uu..s. ___ .~2 t-i)chen was still very<br >now， the smell emanating from ol-<br > "sin But sorne~u~， ~_~t~ 9~t~tat l?emaps， u~ o ~<br > appet~_g~o~h that -~a~ te~s likely--or even her superior<br > in-rife Engiisl~ department， laaa aec~e.~ ~t~r，~，~， ~，x ~xe<br > mentally squared her shoulders before going into the living-<br > room and pickin~ up the phone. <br ><br >