Vanessa grabbed a fistful of her skirt again.

“He’s lying, right?” she said.

Leo shook his head and stepped toward us.

“Miss Vanessa grabbed the hose right away,” Leo said.

He held the dry folded napkin out to me, and I took it.

“I tried to bring her a towel, but she said I’d be fired,” he said.

Patricia came hurrying across the lawn with George following right behind her.

Patricia was clinking her heavy diamond rings on the side of her wine glass.