Playing the Game (2013)
“She raced the daylight, as if getting to work sooner would make it end sooner, too. Warp time to deposit her at the dinner with friends she’d anticipated for days. With Henry at the helm, dinner couldn’t be less than divine.
She emerged from the stairwell with a growing grin for the man crossing the lobby with sketchbook in hand. A suit and tie, sans coat, though it wasn’t eight yet and he didn’t have an office to go to. Did he not own jeans?
“Morning, Henry.”
“And a good morning to you, Alice.... What a beautiful vision for the end of my walk.”
She shook her head. He could charm a thief out of robbing him and call it common courtesy. “Out people-watching?”
“Yes, the sunrise first–the sky offered up lovely hues this morning–and then the early morning joggers. Exercise for them, and an exercise in the movement of light and shadow for me. Now it’s time to see if Jay has slept through his alarm. Are you off to work, my dear?”
“Got it in one. What gave me away, the basic black pantsuit or the overloaded satchel?”MoreLess
She emerged from the stairwell with a growing grin for the man crossing the lobby with sketchbook in hand. A suit and tie, sans coat, though it wasn’t eight yet and he didn’t have an office to go to. Did he not own jeans?
“Morning, Henry.”
“And a good morning to you, Alice.... What a beautiful vision for the end of my walk.”
She shook her head. He could charm a thief out of robbing him and call it common courtesy. “Out people-watching?”
“Yes, the sunrise first–the sky offered up lovely hues this morning–and then the early morning joggers. Exercise for them, and an exercise in the movement of light and shadow for me. Now it’s time to see if Jay has slept through his alarm. Are you off to work, my dear?”
“Got it in one. What gave me away, the basic black pantsuit or the overloaded satchel?”MoreLess
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