Tabula Rasa

The guests would start arriving at eleven.

tom
She looked at her watch - 10:37. She looked at her dead husband lying on the living room floor, and wondered what to do. The Jeffersons would not stand for this. The Andersons, maybe, but definitely not the Jeffersons. She attempted but he was too heavy to move. After a moments more thought she started pulling cushions off the settee. --- "How very chic Carol! You say this is how they do it in Morocco? On cushions on the floor? Trés a la mode!" Cried Mrs Jefferson in delight. Mr Jefferson shifted uncomfortably on his large, very lumpy cushion.