HOME - LIVING ROOM
Campbell sat at her desk, staring blankly at the pages of notes and plans that
she'd been working on concerning the upcoming 4th of July hospital
fundraiser. However, despite the work that still needed to be done, she
couldn't think of anything else other than her husband, Talbot.
As she strummed her fingers on the top of the
desk, she felt her face flush with anger. How could he run around with
that horrible Linford woman? How could he do this to her and their family?
Of course, Talbot had repeatedly denied that
there'd been anything inappropriate going on between him and Judith
Linford. He'd continued to insist that they'd only had a
"professional" relationship that had developed into a
"friendship." However, Corinne didn't buy any of it for a
minute. No matter what he'd said or how strongly he'd tried to deny it,
she was certain that he was having an affair with Judith. After all, what
other reason could there possibly be for his increasingly late hours at the
hospital and his seeming indifference towards her?
glancing at her watch to check the time, she realized that her husband had
more than enough time to make it to the hospital -- if that's where he was
going. A determined look covering her face, Corinne reached for the
telephone and dialed the number to the hospital. After several long and
annoying rings, the call connected.
"Albanyville General switchboard,"
the hospital operator said in a nasally voice that always grated on Corinne's
nerves. "Your extension please?"
"Third floor nurses' station,
please," Corinne replied ever so politely.
"Just a moment, please."
As she waited for the transfer, Corinne
tapped her foot anxiously on the floor. If Talbot knew what was good for
him, he'd better be at the hospital.
"Third floor," came the familiar
voice on the other end of the line when the transfer finally went through.
"Can I help you?"
"Fay! Just who I wanted to talk
"Corinne? What is it? What's
wrong?" Nurse Fay Rutledge asked, immediately worried by her friend's tone.
"Is my husband there?"
yes," Fay replied. "He just came in a few minutes ago.
He's not in a very good mood though, so I wouldn't disturb him if I were
you. He just stormed right passed us without saying a word and went into his
office and slammed the door."
"Good," Corinne muttered absently.
"Good? Good that he's upset about
"No. Good that he's
there." Corinne paused as a thought struck her. "Fay, by
any chance is Judith Linford there? Have you seen her at the hospital
"Of course not!" Fay laughed.
"Don't you remember? It's been all over the society pages this
week. Her sister's wedding was today. I'm sure she's too tied up
with family things to even think about your husband."
"I find that highly unlikely,"
Corinne replied dryly. "If I know that woman like I think I do,
she'll find some way to slither her way over for a clandestine meeting with
"So, do you want me to keep an eye out
"Of course. And when you see her,
I want you to phone me right away." Corinne leaned back in her chair
as her eyes narrowed. "I'll be right there as fast as I can. If
that high society tramp thinks she can get her hooks into my husband,
she's sadly mistaken."