“That is so - but I have seen sadness in you before - when we first met you were going back home to nothing and no one. At my restaurant you seemed sad when we were talking...,”
Her mind flashed back to how she had felt a big stone in her heart at having to live through her lie with him. It was clear that he was on her case and had tuned to her mind and body so that he could feel her beyond her words.
“You pick up such tiny signals Freddie,” she smiled sadly - half wishing that he would just press on now and open her. A few more words, a few more sweeps of the radar from his deep brown eyes and she was gone...
“What do you think boxing is mon amour? You know the guy is hurt because he dances away and tells you it didn’t hurt. Truth is seldom reflected in a mirror. More often it is glimp
