" i promised i wouldn't . but i thought you should know . it minght help . you're my husband . and we share things and i know which side i am on . he , the lover , wanys gisela top leave . but i don't think she will ."
nathan removed his finger ." you never know what people are capable of doing ."
no , one was never sure . i looked at him ." really ?" i relied , but what i really meant to say : will you being seeing rose again ?
gisela rang me in the office ." how's the new routine ? i told her that two weeks in , it was going fine , and she asked if we could have lunch ," i know it's last minute ." she said ." but i do have something to discuss ."
i scribbled : dance ? series ?" on the article i was reading about ballerinas in harpers magagine and agred i was free , and it was arranged that she pick me at twelve forty-five .
she was in roger's vistemax company car . the interior had been sprayed with a manufactured flower scent that made one long for thew smell of tarmac or manure even , anything more real . its leather and uphostered comforts provided insulation from the real world - whic=h , presumably , was why company executives favored them .
my head was full of ideas , the ones aching to take flight ." what do you think about a television serier on modern dance ? sala , tango.... " i rattled on until i noticed that gisela was not paying attention , " what do you want to talk to me abotu ?"
"several things ," she replied enimatical ." vistemax for one thing . but let's enjopy ourselves first ."
"how is roger ?"
"a bit gloomy . a lot of boardroom active .... there's talk of selling off the disget and launching a free newspaper .
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