Beyond Midnight
“"Mother!" Becky said, scandalized. "Dinner—with a man? A rich, good-looking, famous—single—man? Awesome!" "Not so awesome, dear," Helen said calmly, even though she was thinking it was pretty damn awesome indeed "We talked about preschools almost the whole time.'' Becky was following her mother around the kitchen like a hungry seal. "What's he like, what's he like? Was he, like, cool—or was he geeky? Wall Street can be geeky, I bet." "Not cool. Not geeky. Somewhere in between. Confused about pa...renting. I told him to join the club." Helen tossed a soggy filter filled with coffee grounds and replaced it with a new one in the coffee machine. "Russell!" she yelled as she pried open the plastic lid to a can of Folgers. "I can smell the litter box from here! Didn't you change it?" "So, like, did you talk about sex or anything interesting?" "No, we didn't talk about sex. What's the matter with you? I told you. It was a business meeting. Pure and simple." Not so pure. Not so simple. All the way home, the very nearness of him had clung to her like the essence of perfume.MoreLess
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