The TarotChapter 13
The next morning Terry received a short phone call as they were sitting down to breakfast. "I'm going out," was all he said as, breakfast forgotten, he grabbed his car keys and was out the door. Angilee had noticed the change in his attitude the last few days. Never a big talker, Terry had grown sullen, uttering hardly a word to her although his behavior toward the girls had remained unchanged. Angilee's fears were realized as Terry returned within thirty minutes, a large manila...