The Importance of Being a Good Margie

By the time he left Stichney, Alistair was Allie to her and Margie was Margaret to him. He said if you find yourself in the city, you'll look me up. She confessed that she'd never been to the city, not the city, only Binghamton and Albany. Then you must come, he said. I'll put you up at the plaza. I'll feed you oysters and champagne. They'd made love three times by then,. The fact that he still saw her as worthy of Champagne was a gift.