29 January, 2013


It sounded like fun. We sure wanted it to be fun. John and I plotted our crime and set a date. For aid and abetment I solicited my best friend and only daughter, Amy. We always execute well together.

Plans for converting the guest lounge and dining room into a 1920's Speakeasy were well underway, and getting way over the top. John, ever the voice of reason (yawn), brought our grandiose transformation back to earth with a thud. He reminded us that after the case was solved, and before retiring for the night, the speakeasy had to be reconverted to a dining room so breakfast could be served in the AM.

Reservations began to come in and soon we had a full house. On Friday evening the co-conspirators assembled for wine and nibbles, and to meet each other before donning their 1920's frocks and alter-egos for Saturday night.

As "Loose lips sink ships" I'll say no more about murder most fun except that it was. So much so that we're committing it again. Dinner will be served. We are, after all, civilized.

Dale aka Peter the Waiter

Check the fun from the last visit to the Four Deuces.

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