paige considered . " gisela's rioght , but , it's not going to happen . you are in fine health . maybe , maybe , minty , he wanted to put things right between you and rose ."
"well , he hasn't ."
paige ate what was on her plate at top speed with the haste of the new mother ." charle will wake up in a minute ."
on cue , a noise like a small lawmower struggling into life drifted from the baby alarm , paige threw down her fork , and her face lit up . " i'll fetch him ."
she returned with a now roaring charlie and sat down to feed him , supporting him with one hand . with the other , deploying an elaborate movement so that her fork did not pass over charlie 's head , she shoveled food from plate to mouth .
"how 's martin ?"
" i barrely see him , i booted him into the sparre room , which means i have little charlie to myself ." paige smiled down at charli" don't i ?" and it's delicious , isn't it , my tiny little tiger ? we have a lovely time ."
" don't you miss the bank ?" i gestured at the sterilizer , the timeble pinned to the noticeboard , the copper batterie de cuisine ." figures used to be your life ."
" oh , i miss the figures , " she said . " i miss their purity , but they are only part of the deal . most of my time was spent politicking , schmoozing clients , and firefighting trouble or bad press . you could never get a run at the purity ."
whenever paige mentioned a word like " figures" or " statistics ," it was noticedable that her face was suffused with longing , as it was now . if she had been a nun , paige would have brought the same steely concentration and ferocious will to being the perfect bride of christ .
"well , he hasn't ."
paige ate what was on her plate at top speed with the haste of the new mother ." charle will wake up in a minute ."
on cue , a noise like a small lawmower struggling into life drifted from the baby alarm , paige threw down her fork , and her face lit up . " i'll fetch him ."
she returned with a now roaring charlie and sat down to feed him , supporting him with one hand . with the other , deploying an elaborate movement so that her fork did not pass over charlie 's head , she shoveled food from plate to mouth .
"how 's martin ?"
" i barrely see him , i booted him into the sparre room , which means i have little charlie to myself ." paige smiled down at charli" don't i ?" and it's delicious , isn't it , my tiny little tiger ? we have a lovely time ."
" don't you miss the bank ?" i gestured at the sterilizer , the timeble pinned to the noticeboard , the copper batterie de cuisine ." figures used to be your life ."
" oh , i miss the figures , " she said . " i miss their purity , but they are only part of the deal . most of my time was spent politicking , schmoozing clients , and firefighting trouble or bad press . you could never get a run at the purity ."
whenever paige mentioned a word like " figures" or " statistics ," it was noticedable that her face was suffused with longing , as it was now . if she had been a nun , paige would have brought the same steely concentration and ferocious will to being the perfect bride of christ .
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