If tomorrow comes / Sidney Sheldon.
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TextPublisher: 105 Madison Ave., New York, N.Y. 10016. : William Morrow and Company, Inc., c1985Description: 404 pagesContent type: text Media type: unmediated Carrier type: volumeSubject(s): FictionOnline resources: Contributor biographical information Summary: Summary: She undressed slowly, dreamily, and when she was naked, she selected a bright red negligee to wear so that the blood would not show. Doris Whitney looked around the bedroom for the last time to make certain that the pleasant room , grown dear over the past thirty years, was neat and tidy. She opened the drawer of the bedside table and carefully removed the gun. It was shiny black, and terrifyingly cold. She placed it next to the telephone and dialed her daughter's number in Philadelphia. She listened to the echo of the distant ringing. And then there was a soft "Hello?" "Tracy . . . I just felt like hearing the sound of your voice, darling." ...
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Summary: She undressed slowly, dreamily, and when she was naked, she selected a bright red negligee to wear so that the blood would not show. Doris Whitney looked around the bedroom for the last time to make certain that the pleasant room , grown dear over the past thirty years, was neat and tidy. She opened the drawer of the bedside table and carefully removed the gun. It was shiny black, and terrifyingly cold. She placed it next to the telephone and dialed her daughter's number in Philadelphia. She listened to the echo of the distant ringing. And then there was a soft "Hello?" "Tracy . . . I just felt like hearing the sound of your voice, darling." ...
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