““Just out of curiosity, do they know I'm here?" "Yep." My Mother did, anyway. Mention of a French tutor had effectively headed off any possibility of shopping. "I take it they trust you not to do anything inappropriate." I couldn't tell if he was being serious. I assumed not. "Absolutely. In fact,my mother would probably pay you to do something to make them trust me a little less." I took a look at his face. He looked a little stunned. "Oh,no. I didn't mean-" Or maybe I did. But Alex was backing away from me, hands raised. "okay." " J'etais stupide. " He sat down heavily on the edge of my desk, narrowly missing the biscotti. "I wouldn't say that. But your use of the imperfect is improving." "Just what I always wanted," I said sadly, "to get better at imperfection.””
