Love From London
““I can’t,” I swat it away. “It’s physically impossible.”
“Oh, go on, then,” he says but when I shake my head he eats it himself. “So, tell me more about this lunch at Cooper’s, then.”
“I told you,” I say. “It was fun — very, um, English, I think. Relaxed. His mother threw spoons every time Tobias opened his mouth.” Asher laughs. “Nick told me you guys are friends?”
Asher drains his Coke. “We went to school together — not really friends so much as lived in the same dorm.” Asher looks like he’s a...bout to go on but doesn’t.
“What’s the story there?” I ask and take his hand.
“The story is that he did something for me once, and for that I will always be grateful. And then I, in turn, did something for him. So we have an unwritten, unspoken — until now — code of honor between us.”
“Care to elaborate?” I ask. The code of honor — how Three Musketeers (not the candy bar, the book), how dashing.
“Not really,” Asher says. “We all have our little histories, don’t we?”MoreLess
“Oh, go on, then,” he says but when I shake my head he eats it himself. “So, tell me more about this lunch at Cooper’s, then.”
“I told you,” I say. “It was fun — very, um, English, I think. Relaxed. His mother threw spoons every time Tobias opened his mouth.” Asher laughs. “Nick told me you guys are friends?”
Asher drains his Coke. “We went to school together — not really friends so much as lived in the same dorm.” Asher looks like he’s a...bout to go on but doesn’t.
“What’s the story there?” I ask and take his hand.
“The story is that he did something for me once, and for that I will always be grateful. And then I, in turn, did something for him. So we have an unwritten, unspoken — until now — code of honor between us.”
“Care to elaborate?” I ask. The code of honor — how Three Musketeers (not the candy bar, the book), how dashing.
“Not really,” Asher says. “We all have our little histories, don’t we?”MoreLess
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