i smiled . we both knew that martin would not miss the meeting for the world . his meetings , as with so many people who worked , ratified his professional existence ." i doubt if you 'd think ealing or hainault a destination resort . and after two seconds on the tube , you 'll be begging for a fleet of cars . trust me ."
"i do trust you ," he said , which was nice and also unexpected . it would have been wrong to dismiss martin as a one-dimensional man , focused only on meetings .martin possessed discrimination and was generous about many things . even money . plus , he was nice about his wife , which not every husband was . from time to time , when nathan and i were chezhurley.i caught martin oberving paige in a careful , serious manaer . it was a version of paying attention to the fine details that made him such a success at work .
snooping from the window was not yielding enough rewards and mrs . austen emerged onto the front step in order to edge closer to this interesting street theater . i waved at her ." paige okay ?"
"so-so . pregnancy is an exclusive business . unlike the conception ."
" you are looking forward to number three ?"
martin did not reply immediately and when he did he sounded a little troubled ." it's very crowded . life , i mean ."
that worried me a little ." too cryptic at this time of the morning , martin ."
" i feel cryptic , minty . never mind . now , for the meeting ." he dropped a kiss on my cheek ." see you ." he raised his briefcase in salute to the watchful mrs . austen , and we went our separate ways .
sandwiched between bodies on a packed train , i began to wonder in earnest about paige and martin .
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