." ayez pitie de moi ." begged paige , who sometimes fell nback on her inteernational past . " i can'nt move , in my present condition i;d rather be bored silly than have to move , and anyway with my legs under the table no one can spot my varicose veins ."
i sacrificed paige .
i showed gisela upstairs to the guests' bathroom , a haven of brilliant white towels , jo malone essences , and french soap in the shape pf a mermaid .
"the the house lookes very nice ." gisela bent forward to peer into the mirror . her voice was warm and pleasant , and i had a feeling that she had marked me out for more seriouis acquaintanceship .
i adjusted the angle of a towel . " it took a bit of time and persuasion . nathan 's not exactly receptive to change . " then it struck me the latter was not a sensible remark to make to the wife of your husband's boss and i added ," over matters of paint ."
"men ..." gisela smoothed back her hair . she did not mean it , for she was , undoubtedly , too intelligent to fall into a gender trap ." nathan 's looking a tiny bit haggard ...." the manicured fingers continued to pat and adjust ." is he quite well ?"
he caught a bug from the twins . it was a women -have-colds -men-have -flu sort of thing ."
she turned her head to check her profile ." even so , he's looking a little worm ."
once upon a time . i had been twenty-nine , slender , glossy . i had celebrated this condition by dressing in tight tops and kitten heels . i squinted down at my chest to check the neckline of my dress .
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